Dinner will be served in an hour. Will that be sufficient time to prepare?" She queried after curtsying. The tall, tanned man nodded. "That is quit... sufficient, Lady Liana. How does your mother fare?" "Quite well, my lord. Do you require assistance in getting ready?" She always liked it when he came over. He was one of the better mannered men of the gentry. "I believe I will. Is Mara available? She gives the best...assistance." He gave a knowing wink at the young girl. He thought she. When?”“How about next Saturday. I’ll tell Mom.”“We’ll be in touch, then.” He walked her to her car, and then went to where he’d parked Dad’s car. Dad was sitting in the passenger seat, but he’d turned on the motor. He got in the driver’s seat.“Thanks,” he said.“Parting is such sweet sorrow. I thought you might have been longer. We’re going to a restaurant. Debby’s okay?”“Fine. I thought I might go back to campus early. Get the books and stuff before the rush. Could you drive me to the train. Whoever the man was behind her had begun trying to penetrate her ass with his thumb, and was making good progress, even though the water was less than the best lubricant. After he finally got it in, she felt him fucking her ass with it and wanted nothing more than to be fucked by him too, right there right then. Well, maybe he sensed this because he got in position behind her, and must have coated his cock in lube somehow, because all of the sudden she felt it thrust into her and it slid. She seriously questioned herself, but the flutters continued and she had to ask herself whether she was actually getting aroused at being threatened by her pupil.Emma was enjoying herself as she realised that Miss Johnson didn’t just snap back at her, which she certainly would have done had they been at college. Was she too relaxed here on the beach, or, unbelievably, was she thinking about accepting a spanking and the cane from her?Miss Johnson was still getting more and more aroused as she.