A short while later, with a face full of make-up, a short, chic dresscovering my body and strappy high-heeled sandals on my feet, I step intothe main ...concourse at Gatwick airport. Next to me are my four bandmates,each one look equally fashionable, and behind us is a small crew ofagents and musical technicians- our 'crew'. Before long, the five of ushave checked in and boarded the small jet plane that will bear us north."Oh my god," Becca moans as we fasten our seatbelts. "Would it havekilled. Slowly I moved my hands over her breasts, fondling them, feeling their soft suppleness and the contrasting hardness of her nipples digging into my hands. My own nipples were easily as hard as hers. Then I took the nipple of her right breast as rubbed it between my thumb and forefinger.“Oh Jesus Vanessa, that is so good. Christ I’m getting really turned on,” said Julie.“You’re not the only one,” I replied.Almost without thinking I leaned forward and kissed her neck. She moaned and I did it. She was breathing hard now. Her body was visibly rising up and down on the bed. I slid up to straddle her ass. I pushed my throbbing cock down between the globes of her ass, and to my intense pleasure, she clamped down on it with her cheeks and tensed.“Cum for me baby?”I thought I was going to spurt but…this was her time. “Not now my darling, Chloe. Not yet.” She unclenched her cheeks.Quickly I got more oil on my hands and rubbed it into her back. She relaxed again. Both hands, one on each side. I pucker my lips, and gently kiss her asshole. I give it multiple kisses, and then slowly let my tongue lightly flick up and down across her hole. I feel her respond, pressing against me, and then she backs away. She straightens up, and scoots backwards, positioning herself just above my face.I look up, and I see her womanhood above me. She brings her hand down, and delicately spreads her outer lips."What do you see above you, Slave?" she asks."I see your womanhood, Mistress", I.