“Oh, Mommy-slut, you have to stop. You have to practice on my Yunie. My sexy unicorn needs to have her pussy licked.”I smiled at Stefani and leane... over the table. I kissed my lover, my heavy breasts pressing into her tits. She tasted her pussy juices on my lips. Her tongue thrust into my mouth as her mother kept feasting on her. I could hear the naughty licking and feel my lover trembling and twitching.I broke the kiss. “Now get your greedy butt off the table so I can have some fun.”“Ooh,. I couldn’t really move with my hands tied and her beautiful body resting on my right hip. All I could feel was the sensation of her fingertips crossing my body, toying with me, brushing my nipples but ignoring my aching, soaking pussy.Suddenly, she reached over me to the bedside table and produced one of those airline sleeping masks. “Do you trust me?” she said.“Do I really have a choice right about now?” I raised one eyebrow and signaled at my bound wrists.She giggled. “That’s right. Just. The 30 minute break was bustling as her assistants and fellow cast members helped her into another wardrobe and rearranged her hair for the final act. By the time the curtain raised for ‘Masquerade’, the respite seemed to give her enough time to collect some strength to return to the stage. Ashley had nearly lived in the character Christine for a week now, and, coupled with her missing her own parents these two large events in her life, she could feel Christine’s torment when she fled to the. ”“Yes, I like that suite too, although it is the most old fashion one of them all,” Ms. Brendan approved. “It goes good with your skin and hair.”“And what else?” she pushed Donna to reveal more of her personal feelings, Donna understood.“Hmmm, the dinner yesterday was fabulous. I have never eaten that stuff, and it tasted great! The service was good, the wine was delicious...”“It’s a good restaurant,” Ms. Brendan agreed. Mischievously smiling at Donna’s attempts to avoid the unavoidable..