It makes me sopping fucking wet. And angry. Psychology bullshit. The more he tells me I can’t have it, the more I want it, would do anything if he�...d just touch my fucking clit, but I can’t say a damn word with the ball in my mouth. He’d spank me hard if I talked without being spoken to anyway, but it’d be worth it.“How deep is it?” she asks, voice all honey. Devil with an angel’s harp.“About halfway.”I’m pretty sure she asked just to see the look on my face when I whimper with fear. How big is. I thought i was going to blow a load right then and there. Mistress Jen took out a black lacy bra and put it on me. She said that it looked very nice. She then held up a red satin thong and told me to put it on. Then Mistress Jen handed me a pair of pink stockings and a red garter belt. She put the garter belt around my waist and secured it. She told me how to affix the garter clips to my stockings. While i was doing that, Mistress Ann and Mistress Jen began kissing and feeling each other up.. I did a quick scan. They had not started in this direction. But I didn't tell Catherine.I stepped behind her and began to tease her as I ran my stiff prick gently through the hairs on her pussy, parting her lips slightly. I was moving slowly, because I knew that it could sometimes take older women a little longer to lubricate. But I needn't have worried, her pussy was drenched. So I pushed in easily. Still moving carefully, I began to rotate my hips on each thrust, then pulled out slowly, only. The language surprised me but in the circumstances it was a real turn-on and I replied,"I love it when you talk dirty!"Ann laughed and said to me, “Well, bearing in mind that we are going to spend the rest of the night together I'm looking forward to sucking your cock, then you can suck my pussy, and finally we can fuck ourselves to a standstill until dawn!" I laughed and pulled Ann to me, enjoying the warmth of her body.We carried on chatting for a short while, neither of us particularly.