Vandermeer said with a smile, pausing to get a good look at me, her smile deepening just a little as she saw the effect her words had on me. There it ...as again. Good girl. I was her good girl. All thoughts of the effect I’d have on her husband fled as a sudden need burned through me for my Mistress. I felt my pussy flood and humiliation burned my cheeks as I watched her gaze settle between my thighs, twinkling with wicked laughter as I felt my shorts dampen. I didn’t dare look down, knowing. Straightening up, she pushed the table out of the way. “I think you do like them, at least the bulge in your trousers says you do”. She ran her hand over his crotch “Hmmm, as I thought, they’ve made you good and hard. I like a good hard cock”. Kneeling down between his legs she undid his trousers. His cock sprang out. She looked a little stunned. It was big, longer and thicker than mine. “Oh my God! That’s beautiful, it’s so big, it makes my mouth water” So saying she ran the tip of her tongue. But then half the other skippers had reached the same conclusion about their own boats.That night was the Commodore's Ball, black tie for the men, despite the heat, and long dresses for the women. Jeannine wore a decollete deep blue silk dress heavily embroidered with gold thread on the bodice and had her hair up, complaining about its condition after the sun and wind of therace, and about the state of her hands after hauling on ropes all day. Meredith wore a white tuxedo, as I had thought of. As I stood there I started to get aroused and “Dolly” was now stood to attention, and my pom pom’s were tight, all of a sudden I could feel Auntie probing my anus with her fingers and I protested, excuse me Auntie what do you think you are doing? But she ignored me and carried on, each time going a little further inside, and I heard her say, “There, just a little more lubrication and you will be ready”. Suddenly there was this pushing sensation into my bottom, and then a plop, I jumped, and I.