Matt sobbed as he listened to Holly’s cries and screams of despair. He vowed there and then to kill that fat slug first chance he got. “Turn this ...hit off” he said. Disconnecting the cast and taking his crying daughter in his arms, he softly rocked his baby to a gentle tear stained slumber, his own eyes also red and stinging as he relived Holly’s pain and torture at the hands of those monsters. Laying his beautiful young daughter down soft and gently stroking the damp tear stained hairs from. Her hands quickly slipped my boxers down to my ankles and my cock sprang from its prison. It’s unveiling didn’t go unnoticed to her as she smiled and took it in her hands. Gently stroking she looked up at me while leaning forward and took me into her mouth. She quickly began sucking, alternating between deep and shallow thrusts. Her tongue was working feverishly. She slid closer, causing her breasts to rest on my legs. I moaned as she stared up at me, sliding my cock slowly in and out of her. She told him what time to be ready and that she had made arrangements for a limo to take them to the airport the morning of the day the cruise started.The flight down to Fort Lauderdale was uneventful but Bret could feel there was some tension in the air between him and Sally. She didn't say or do anything to cause this tension, but it just was there. He said that she looked good in the tan slacks and light blue blouse she was wearing. She thanked him and explained that this was her ninth. Tasha picked up the bag, pulling out the tissue paper surrounding the box; there was a long, slender white cardboard box, again embossed with a logo. Tasha gingerly lifted the lid and there was a small note card along with another box, this one was black velvet with shiny silver hinges. She looked at the note card first, it was handwritten in a neat cursive script. It read, The pleasure of your company is requested for lunch at 1 o’clock pm at The Palm Court at The Drake Hotel. Wear the gift.