Seems Ray took the first shift, and that put her ass high enough that people outside could clearly see it... and see Andy's hand firmly crash into it. Her back arched at the first strike, gasping out loud before the next strike fell on her ass, a loud smack of flesh upon flesh, her chocolate-toned ass starting to glow a gentle red. She squirmed under each strike, her wrists tugging at the cuffs firmly, and after a time she was clearly bucking INTO the swat upon her buttocks, not away from it.<br/><br/>Some time with those swats, and she was swapped to Andy, whom apparently took a seat for it, with her dick pressed between her thighs in the position. This was new, definitely not bad though; every swat from Daddy Ray caused her to thrust between her thighs, and the silken stockings they were clad in. By the third spank, there was a slick streak of precum along the path on the stockings, and when the active thigh-fucking and stroking from a thigh-job started...<br/><br/><OH MOMMY<3> she managed as she came again, each swat on her ass coaxing another spray of cum, along her thighs, across her stockings, but mostly on the ground below, just splatter after splatter of her seed as her sore hindquarters was met with further loving abuse. <OH DADDY I CAN"T TAKE ANYMORE!><br/><br/>Really she couldn't, but not because of a refractory period or anything; Lapine's eyes were alight with a fiery passion, her desire flaring from the stinging sensation in her ass, and the heat in her body. Now it was HER turn to be in charge.<br/><br/><Sit down Daddy> it was not a suggestion; Lapine would wiggle her way out of Andy's lap in handcuffs - she was surprisingly mobile in handcuffs, and by the time she was back on her feet, her breathing heavy, he would be smart to be in his desk chair with his pants around his ankles. <You're first, Daddy~<3><br/><br/>First though, she needed to open his shirt; Lapine had done this before, and she'd gotten much better at it. His armored-suit jacket would already be open, it was just the tie and the shirt buttons now. She bit his tie and whipped her head to the side, flipping it over one of his shoulders, and moved to bite the button, then with her teeth, lips, and tongue, she would work the button open, and move down to the next one. Down his shirt she'd go, right down to the last button (so every button but the top one hidden by his tie), and would move to wrap her lips around the head of his cock, sucking on it firmly and wetting it slightly...<br/><br/>...then she climbed up onto his big lap, her small size and his large orkish size making it easy for her to be on her knees on his lap, raised slightly so she was head-level with him, her asshole lined up with the newly wetted tip of his cock. She stared impassioned into his eyes, as she lowered herself until her anal ring started to slightly spread, expanding to take his cock...<br/><br/><Mommy's next, so fuck me good and hard Daddy!> And by 'fuck' she meant 'help me fuck myself on your big throbbing orkish man-meat until I cum for the third time all over your chest'.<br/><br/>This was by far her second favorite position with Ray, riding him at his desk, sometimes even during some meetings he was having. First of course was when she was bent over right before it across his lap with her hide being tanned.