Amy pulled on her hair and drove deep into her ass, Becky clenched her hands around her buttocks and fucked her harder.“Ahh-ah-hahh--!! Ahh! Hnng--!...” Lucy squirmed and spasmed harshly as well, collapsing on top of Becky, panting with exhaustion.“Look at her... she's all spent,” Becky cooed, petting her friend's hair.“My turn, then!” Abbi chuckled, pushing Lucy aside, getting on top of Becky and slipping her strap-on dildo into her moist anus in the reverse cowgirl position, getting on. Once I was dismissed, I pondered why I got wet while being belittled by her. Yes, if she were a man that would make sense, but I had never considered being with a woman. I brushed it off and focused on proving I was an amazing employee, going out and buying a few different pairs of pantyhose. I always felt they were redundant because of how dark my legs already were (I actual found it amusing that white women attempted to look black by wearing black pantyhose or look Indian by wearing dark. She knew just how I liked them. I tasted it just to assure her that it was fine. She smiled, and then crawled up into My lap as I had instructed. She sat there on My lap, cuddling into My chest as we watched the rest of the news broadcast. As she sat across My lap, I stroked the inside of her thigh. She parted her legs a bit as My hand lightly caressed her sensitive skin. As My hand worked its way up her leg, I could hear her breathing getting faster and feel the tension in her body. My hand. And in my presence, your knees shall not touch unless I have bound them together. And NEVER cross your legs."I quickly arange my skirt so I'm not sitting on it and I work very hard to keep my knees apart.You maintain a low level of vibration throughout our meal. I can barely eat. Anytime the waiter approaches, you dial it up. I suspect you are testing me to see if I can control myself in a public setting.The bus boy clears away our dishes, and you of course dial up the vibrations. I try my best.