In the streets of L.A.

Wanting to test her newfound submission, you decide to see how far she will go. With a snap of your fingers, you and Lucy are in the streets of L.A. You have your eyes open on a girl with a face filled with tears. She doesn't seem to notice the two of you. "Impress me," you said.

Lucy glided towards the weeping woman, a little bit confused about her master's request. Making a full stop in front of the woman, Lucy raised her leg to the bench. Her pussy practically touching the woman's face. "Kiss it," she said.

The woman, she looked like a Karen, continued to weep as she appears to look past Lucy. Lucy looks back at you for approval but sees you yawning and losing interest quickly. "Can I get a hint?" You shake your head. Plan B. Lucy noticed a man, Mark, sitting on another bench on his phone. The young was mindlessly browsing through social media when his head made a sharp turn away from his phone to a woman a bench.

"She's a nice girl," Mark thought. That's when he heard her muffled sniffs. "She must be sad. She shouldn't be sad on such a lovely day, maybe I can cheer her up." Mark put his phone in his pocket and made his way towards her. "Wait, how exactly am I going to cheer her up?" Never mind that.

Karen noticed someone slowing down towards her in the corner of her eye and started to make her way off from her seat. But her face was soon invaded by a kiss, and she fell back to her position. She tried to escape, but her emotions and surprise **** her down. During the flurries of kisses, the woman could feel her bare ass on the bench lifted and penetrated. Her goal no longer to escape but to not draw too much attention.

Lucy then tumbled out from Mark and looked to admire her work. Karen only had her bra on as her tits were exposed to the air. Mark had his top still on. Though the bench didn't provide much space, Mark was fucking Karen from behind as he pulled her hair.

Lucy looked to her master, "How was that?"