Didn’t I just see you get out of the car from behind the wheel? What gives Daddy?” For a rarity, I see Dakota confused. When I get to the top of the stairs, Dakota gets on her tippy-toes and gives me a kiss. However, I’m not in the mood for a kiss, even one from someone as beautiful as Dakota. Aurora leans back to Dakota and whispers, “He fired the chauffeur on the way over here,” before she turned and walked into the jet to take a seat. “Daddy, where’s indian your driver?” Dakota asks. “Well, he’s probably hitchhiking his ass back to his home,” I say feeling a bit annoyed. “Why is he hitchhiking, Daddy?” Dakota asks. “Because I fired him. He told Aurora and I that if we wanted to get to the private plane part of the airport, we would need to take a shuttle from the main terminal,” I say really ticked off at this point. “No way. He told you to take a shuttle?” Dakota says now laughing out loud, not just a laugh, but big belly laughs. I put the suitcases down. Fred comes over and picks them up and puts them in the luggage compartment overhead. I head back down the stairs to get the other two pieces of luggage. By now I’m sweating and am getting more annoyed by the second. I carry the last two pieces of luggage up the stairs of the jet. The co-pilot comes out to pull up the stairs and shut the hatch. Dakota kisses me and heads over to sit next to Aurora. They start chatting like they are sisters, laughing and giggling as they talk. Fred asks what am I going to do with the keys to the limo. I tell him that the company already has another set. They will send someone to pick up the car and take it amateur back to the parking garage to get it prepped for its next use. I also let him know that I’ll overnight the keys to Paula, rather than carry them around with me on the whole trip. Aurora and Dakota are just chatting it up. Oh, Jack, come over here and feel my little indian pussy. Julie followed the woman across the bar towards the back and gulped nervously, not that she was worried about her safety but tonight she was to meet some friends of her girlfriend, and wasn't really sure what to expect. She winked at my sister. She told me that Dana took great pride in making our home absolutely perfect for her brother and soon-to-be husband and pushed the other girls hard to make it just right. As it lengthened, I had to kneel up straighter, that’s when Fred asked me to get up on the bed so we could 69. "What're you doing now, Johnny?" She sat there lightly stroking my cock with one hand, rubbing her pussy with the other, and closed her eyes. “Oh Daddy,” I moaned. “Hmm.” Prestira hummed in my amateur shoulder, planting a kiss there, “Maybe you just need to change weapons then. And I think she will be almost as submissive as me. Why don’t we meet in your room?” She suggests. Robert, for his snivelling ways, was no idiot. Figging was not particularly in fashion but the doormen were familiar with the practice; it was all part of his carefully crafted persona. What could I possibly buy at the mall with a measly $20 in change? Right?”