”“Yesss…pussy…excited pussy…pussy that has seen everything….”I heard the other Mistress’s giggle and squeal, somebody squeezed my ball... and I groaned and my breath came back to me filled with pussy.“Does mommy’s slut like pussy?”“Yes Mommy….”“Better than Mommy’s cock?”I gently shook my head, “No Mommy….”“Well, let’s see what we can do about that. You will love this pussy like my cock my little bitch….” I nodded my head in agreement. “Sniff that pussy slut, sniff it so you know it….”The pussy. I introduced myself again and said: “I’m sorry, Miss, but there have been some reports from neighbours about loud yelling from your apartement. Is everything alright there?”She looked at me surprised and a little shocked. “I ... I’m sorry,” she stammered, almost inaudibly.I nodded. “It’s alright,” I said, trying to calm her, “can I come in for a moment? I hate to discuss this out here in the hallway.”She hesitated, but then slowly pulled the door open wider to let me in. I thanked her and. By then of course, I was lying down on the couch with my legs up and spread and the vibrator pushed deep into my bum. As I fantasized about all this, my butt kept pushing against the vibrator driving it further inside. I was squealing and moaning from my first anal orgasm of the evening. I had two in a row and came once in my panties. Oh, it was something else! All I could do was just lie there trying to catch my breath. I like indulging in something sensual and tasty after sex and decided to. As she’d admitted, there wasn’t so much choice for women who wanted to dress like a man. Because so much casual clothing was unisex, you were pretty much forced to go for the suit-and-tie combination. “I did try a cowboy outfit once,” she’d confessed, “but I just looked like a member of a bad Village People tribute act.”“Come on then, guys,” said Calum. He went over to the doorman and greeted him like an old friend.“Evening, Norman,” he said. “Here we are again. This is Andy, he’s our guest.