We exchange knowing glances, as I blush with thoughts of having shared Master just hours ago.When we exit the plane, the pilots are at the cockpit doo.... Master thanks them for the smooth flight. My face is reddened with embarrassment. Somehow knowing they have an idea of what I’ve been doing. Their obvious bulges give them away.Chapter ThreeWe disembark from the plane. We are at the Fiumicino or Leonardo da Vinci airport near Rome italy. I am ecstatic. I’ve always wanted to go to Rome. I almost. We decided to go bar hopping and they insisted I wear my uniform. I wrestled with the idea for all of five minutes before the potential pick up potential won the argument That night we went to a loud and giant bar with live music. As predicted I got my fair share of attention. One really cute but too drunk girl came and sat on my lap. She grabbed my beret and put it on. I grabbed it back and said, uh, uh, while wagging my finger in the naughty gesture. She just grinned and planted a deep tongue. The walls were mirrors the bed was a single and everypiece of exercise and sports equipment that you could imagine were inattendance in the room and Joe barely stopped himself from screaming inhorror, but as soon as he saw the smiles on Emmy and Jessy's faces wherethey were standing in front of the bed his headache came back in fullforce and the last thing he remembered was walking towards Emily to giveher a hug in false appreciation when everything went blank he said"Oww!" and fell face first. Now the moment was here; Cathy’s sexy arse hovering seductively.I took a tentative lick at her tart, puckered opening. Instantly, I could feel my lust taking over. The texture and taste, the intimacy and sheer naughtiness driving me wild. I started licking more assertively around her hole, pushing my tongue against her, trying to get inside. I could feel my tongue slowly penetrate, sliding through her ring.Cathy inhaled sharply. I had my tongue firmly in her arse now, and I wiggled.