“Nervous?” Miss Smith asked as I came out of the bathroom.“A little.” I nodded.“You will be fine. Just try and have fun tonight.” She said...and fixed my tie and gave me a wink.“First up we have the lovely Ms. Katherine Taylor.” Jess said from upstairs. Her lovely long honey blonde hair was pinned back. It was a little weird to see not wearing her glasses as her sparkling blues eyes stared at me. A playful smile crossed her pouty pink glossy lips and she gave her cute little button nose a wiggle. Tell me, princess, what are you willing to do to save your precious streetrat?"Jasmine's throat tightened with fear. "What?" she whispered softly."You heard me," Jafar said with a wicked smile. "The streetrat is sitting outside of this very room, captured by my magical barrier. He is completely helpless. I ask you, princess, what are you willing to do to stop me from killing him right now?"Jasmine closed her eyes tightly with disbelief and opened them with a gasp as Jafar's staff flashed. We flew them too, though I doubt anyone will care.It was getting late. We were tired and the SNJ was tired. Even Piper was tired and she'd been asleep behind the rear seat for eight hours. We contacted the tower at Traverse City and requested a landing slot, a hangar if available or tiedowns if not, and fuel, oil and an inspection."Anyone here qualified to do a hundred hour?" I gave a shout on the short range radio as we taxied to a hard stand.The short range squawked. "Yes, sir, for a great. My breathing was labored, constricted with the promise of an orgasm soon to come. As my daddy moaned in a hoarse breathe right into my ear telling me every detail of what he wanted to do to me. His breathing labored as if he was restraining himself from flipping me around and stuffing himself into me until he bumped against my cervix. At the image of his thick cock-head bumping into my cervix entering my mind, my mind recalled the last time I felt his hard cock penetrate me: I reveled in the.