There were three tiers running the width of the room, the width being the longer dimension by about a three-to-one ratio. Each tier was populated with...workstations, each with dual high-definition monitors connected to a thin-client box, along with a keyboard. Behind each keyboard was a Pizza Grande Operations Center employee wearing a wireless headset and working at a keyboard with wireless mouse with a personalized secure smart card access to the central server for the computer system.While. I caught her and held her up then rubbed my cock up and down her slit till she was wet with girl cum then I inched my way in slowly and held her, so she could not drive down onto me.I was making it painfully slow for her, and she was about to lose it on me then I stopped when I reached bottom. She was panting like a hot dog. She looked over her shoulder and said Daddy why are you doing this to me?I said any one can just fuck you and cum I want to make you feel things you never knew existed and. My eyes were closed in the fullness of the experience, my cock gliding stroke by stroke along her very being igniting every nerve and sensation as it went for us both. But it was not enough. I gazed downward and found her again, her eyes puppy dog pools of an as yet unfulfilled need. Her arms slid, over the sides of her body and upwards past her spread knees. Her touch was feather light across my shoulders, tremulous as her hands fell down my arms. My hands tightened on her breasts,. Karen was rubbing her own nipples tenderly with one finger. "God, baby, I thought you were going to bite this one off," she said softly. "I never felt you bite so hard. It hurts." Mine hurt too," Laura said. "We better stop."Karen nodded reluctantly.But neither of them had thought of Rina while they were doing it. Only now. While Karen was in the bathroom, Laura, looking idly in the mirror, saw the reflection of the end of the rope she and Karen had used months before protruding from under her.