You are so sexy, fucking hot. I can feel my cock stirring a bit. After a few minutes, you tell me, “That’s it, I’ve had enough! Too hot!” I sm...ile, also feeling the heat but acting cool. I reply, “If it’s too hot, just take the towel off.” “I can’t do that! Are you crazy, what if someone comes in?!” “No one is going to come in, you know how empty is on Friday evenings! And you don’t have to take it completely off, just lay it in your lap.” You look at me as I’m an idiot, then something changes. Her juices were copious and sticky on my face. I loved it. She was gentle then. She leant forward and held my face. ‘You do good. I think you will make Greta a good little friend for the next three weeks. Now I shall fuck you. Get my strapon; it is in the cupboard, in a drawer below the drinks. I fetched it for her. She had risen from her chair and removed her shirt but replaced, inexplicably, her shoes. She deftly attached the dildo to herself, led me to the back of her chair and bent me. ‘I will have Pete go fetch your things and move you upstairs. We’ll get you your own room so that you and the baby will have privacy.’ The girl’s mouth quivered, this time in happiness and she smiled. ‘Oh, thank you. Bless you, my lady. You will not regret this.’ Mrs. Barts was pinch-lipped, but she said nothing. As Vivian turned around, she stopped when she saw Derek. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes regarded her with approval. He held their gaze a little longer, then let it go to. ”“As I said, I can’t sing, I can’t play, and I don’t know any poetry.”“Right, here begins your first singing lesson, Do you know ‘Early one Morning’,” “No.”“Ok, I’ll sing a line, we repeat the same line, and you sing the line.”“I don’t know.”“Sing a line from Drunken Sailor; it will give me a hint as to what key you are comfy in.”In a very soft voice the first line comes out very quietly, and it’s not out of my comfort zone in the Bass register.“Start again, and I’ll join you. What shall we do.