I'd better go to sleep now, or he will think something is wrong.I feel asleep in Daddy's arms, dreaming about things to come. I awoke with daddy's fac... buried in my pussy."Oh fuck daddy, what a way to wake up!" I knew you'd like it, as for me, I cannot help but ravish your pretty body. Baby, you know I cannot resist you. By the way, do you want some breakfast, or shall I continue eating you."I giggled, blushed and suggested, "Daddy, I want some tub steak for breakfast, but only after you eat me. He even had on expensive dress shoes. At least he had when he helped me up the steps.Everyone had cheered and yelled. He led me to the center of the stage, gently holding my fingers. He seated me in the chair and then it started. The low pounding and pulsing music. It was primal and it took me far from reality. In truth, such a man would not be taking his suit jacket off and throwing it past me into the wings of the stage. He would not lean down and whisper in my ear, “relax, you are. He had turned around while the scuffle was going on.All of the would-be hijackers also perished quickly and efficiently on the other planes. One was in reasonably good shape from flight 175 but the others weren't as lucky. Flight 93 was almost as interesting as the first time. Two of the hijackers were taken out by the passengers, both by having their throats cut with their own weapons.The press briefing was a madhouse. I knew there would be questions about the decision to act as we had and why. I was now getting harder again. Brianna then stood up and took off her bikini bottom. Her pussy was beautiful, it was cleanly shaven, slightly darker than her skin and you could make out the shape of her outer and the inner lips that hung out a little from her pussy. I felt my hard getting rock hard and instead turned my head towards the beach but it was difficult getting the image off my mind, after all she was naked right in next to me. Everyone noticed my erection but made no mention of.