At first I am a little embarrassed but I obediently follow his command. MIchelle takes my dress and escorts us to the seating area. She gets our drink...order and scurries off down the aisle. Master buckles me into my seat, making sure it is very tight. He tweaks my nipple and tells me to relax. I am nervous about flying. It takes my mind off the fact that I’m naked except for my corset, stockings and heels. As we taxi away from the hanger, Michelle returns with our drinks. She then buckles. I sucked and sucked and within ten minutes, he knocked on the wall, grunted and released a thin warm salty load onto my tongue. It was evident he was no stranger to gloryhole etiquette. As soon as I felt that warmth coagulate in my mouth, my pussy began to twitch in orgasm. I was breathing heavily but stayed locked on until I had squeezed out all the remaining juice from the shaft. I swallowed and he said, "Thank you" before he zipped up and left.As soon as he walked out, another guy walked in. Camilla had an evil grin in her sexy eyes, as she kept fucking my ass in such a wild way. She looked into my eyes without mercy.I cried again, begging for mercy; I really could not stand it anymore.That piece of rubber inside my anus felt too huge and painful…But Camilla laughed again and kept sodomizing me, ordering me to take more and more of that dick. She said I should remember when I had fucked her tight asshole in the past. It had been painful for her; but I had not showed any mercy to. At the base of his long banded body jutted his breeding organ, his balls were massive pulsing sacks flanking the throbbing spire. His cock was a frightening tool, its head was bulbous, wider than round, the crown studded with fleshy knobs. The shaft was clearly from his insect heritage, banded with pale segments of cartilage, giving a look more akin to a device of torture than pleasure. He was rubbing his primeval dick against her pussy, testing her opening, but he was too large, she.