Lucy said, “Oh god yes, Sir. Sir–” She stopped, uncertain. “I want you to teach me everything. All the things there are. Please Sir.”
“Ahhh, Lucy.” I didn’t dare look, but I knew he’d drawn her in close, holding her. They were kissing. Lucy gasped: he must have touched her pussy, and then she made a little moan. He was stroking her.
But I’m going to have to cut here, though. This has been published and my publishers don’t want free competition from me. You can read it here.