...I'm your daddy now. You're my secret fuck daughter and I'm your secret fuck daddy. It's what you wanted all along right baby whore? Yeah? Tell me s...eetie...tell daddy what a good whore you're going to be for daddy?" She looked at me with those eyes of determination without breaking character and keeping her pace and speed on my cock. "Yes daddy. I am your whore now daddy...Please treat your whore really good and bang my fuck hole whenever you can." Fuck this bitch is good. I grabbed her. They then flew on a vector to Washington, DC, where again they did some sightseeing. Then flying southeast, they passed north of New Orleans, but still close enough to see the Crescent City, then over the plains of Texas, the Grand Canyon, Salt Lake City, and then on to Los Angeles.Don had gone forward to speak to the two flight crews — because of the time of flight, the plane carried two — to thank them for their courtesy. He admitted that he had been to the States only once in his life, and. "What are you doing here?"I smiled as I basked in the nearness of her. Even in baggy men's clothesand a shaggy haircut, she looked as beautiful as I remembered. "You ranoff before I got the chance to hear your thoughts on what you saw onscreen. I thought we could grab a bite to eat and catch up."She shook her head. "I don't think that would be a good idea." It's just lunch. That's all I'm asking for. Please."Riley didn't show any signs whatsoever of consenting until I smiled."You know I'm not. The other two fell into line just behind her.Silk followed Michael as he led her to what looked like a private room. It had tables in it and over looked the dance floor, but when Syndee closed the door the music was silenced. Silk dropped her gaze to the floor and noticed a couch in the corner of the room.Michael dropped Silk’s leash and went and took a seat on the couch. “Come over here and kneel next to me slaves. Silk, kneel right in front of me.” He ordered.They all did as asked. Silk kept.