Mistress seemed more like a title when Liz had said it like she was addressing two judges. I wondered if there was a hierarchy between them.“Should ...he name be a boy or a girl, Ma’am?” I asked.“Should the name be a boy or a girl, Ma’am?” Ann mocked me and imitated my tone like I was some kind of an asshole. She told me that depended on what kind of lovers I prefer. “Just don’t name it after one of us. We are going to be much bigger pains in your ass than that plug,” she said as she hit me again. Although there was this one time that she poured the water down my back giving me shivers up my spine. Still, there was no kissing or sexual contact. I'm not a lesbian, I guess I'm just bi-curious since I have such interest in her, it's unusual though - I don't feel this way about any of my other girlfriends. Don't get me wrong, I do have dirty conversations with them and tell them about my sexual experiences but it never arouses me when i talk about it with other females as much as it does. Hercunt was throbbing and quaking, gushing her wetness as Jim’s massivecock pistoned deep into her over and over, causing her to experiencemultiple, shattering orgasms. Soon Jim slowed his pace until he was languidly stroking hisstill hard and bulging member in and out of Leigh’s soaked and ravagedpussy as she came down from her orgasms. Leigh was as limp as a rag dolland her breathing came in ragged, panting gasps. She was still moaningas the last of her orgasms ebbed from her. As she comes to an end he leans and takes her in his arms, comforting her. ‘My poor dear. I never imagined it would be like that. No wonder you’re upset.’ ‘It’s not so much upset as confused. I was taken and enjoyed in ways I’d always dreamt of, ways I’d prayed for a man to possess me. Yet it wasn’t what I’d imagined. It was fine when I fantasised it, but as reality it was odious, although I still wanted it. Perhaps because I felt powerless to stop it – I had no choice but to submit. I’m no.