You struggle a bit as my foot spreads your legs apart and you feel a warm liquid drip between your cheeks and into your pussy. I ignore your muffled p...rotests as I rub the head of the long thick dildo between your pussy lips, wetting it, then quickly thrusting it deep inside you. I continue pounding back and forth, stroke after stroke, causing your hips to bang into the rounded edge of the table. Your stomach and breasts stick to the surface of the table and rub against it as you move back and. These are basic business practices. The more people you seat, the more we serve, and thus the more we earn. Wait staff makes more in tips and therefore, you make more because they have to give you a certain percentage. Well, at least in places where tipping is common.”That was all I needed to say. When the check came to the table, dad used his black card to pay for it and ensured to add more to the automatic group tip added onto the bill. I had texted him that I would catch up to them after. The wisp of smoke rose lazily in the air. Two people huddled around the fire pit with hands out seeking the warmth of the flames. The third joined them.Dexter leaned over and picked up a small pot that was warming by the fire. He filled a mug containing hot chocolate mix with the hot water. He held up the pot to see if anyone else wanted some. Ed and Janet shook their heads in the negative.Dexter replaced the pot before stirring his cup to dissolve the powder. He took a sip and sighed in. Again, not expecting company, I wasn’t wearing anything remarkable—a pair of black pants with a high waist, and a simple, striped shirt. As Ash leaned down to smell my throat, everything went blurry for a few seconds, and when I realized what was happening, my pants were unbuttoned, and Ash had discovered that—just like last time—I was sopping wet.He took half a step backward, and without saying a word, took my hand in his, and led it to his pants. My eyes widened in shock as, for the first.