Lisa’s arm fell to her side and she nearly dropped her champagne glass before Georgia caught it for her and placed it on the table. Then she was distracted by Lisa’s beautiful, erect, pink nipples. She glanced at Nhu and saw that her own partner was similarly transfixed.

“It is your birthday, after all,” Judy said, and she slipped her fingers into the thin elastic at the sides of Lisa’s panties and pushed down her hips. This was the true test of how far Lisa was willing to go, as she wouldn’t be able to get them off unless she lifted herself out of the chair.

Lisa later blamed the kiss on her neck, and the champagne, but she obligingly lifted her buttocks from the seat. Judy took her opportunity and slid her hands down Lisa’s thighs, carrying the small panties with her as she did. She bent beside Lisa and pulled them down her calves. Lisa lifted her feet a little as they passed over them, and Judy tossed the tiny item of clothing towards the bra.

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