She says that she will tell John when it is needed to come to her. I kiss her again and head towards the front door as Dakota summons me with “Car is here, Daddy”. I pick up my paper with Aurora’s address on it. I remember that I didn’t get any cash out, so I head back to the bedroom and get $1500 to take with me expecting that D.C. will be a bit pricey. CHAPTER 2 Dakota gives me a kiss before I head out. Although it’s not Fred, I just assumed that he was in Mom’s room once again. I hand the chauffeur the address and he put my luggage in the trunk and shuts the door behind me as I get into the back. This chauffeur was a bit annoying as he had no idea how to move past traffic tie-ups. I asked him how long he had been a chauffeur, he told cumshot me just over two years. I just shook my head and texted Paula to never give me this chauffeur as he is mediocre at best. She just replied, “I’m sorry. I’ve never had a complaint about him before,”. She knows that I’m not mad at her, I just have specific tastes. I text Aurora telling her that I’m moving slowly in traffic and I apologize that I’m not at her door already. She sends me a big smooch and tells me that the anticipation is making her hornier. Finally, in what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at Aurora’s door. I didn’t wait for the chauffeur to open the door for me. I just opened it and got out myself and walked up to Aurora’s front door of her apartment. When she opened it, she put cum her arms around me and hugged me tightly and kissed me. I picked up her suitcase, well big both suitcases and took them to the limo. I set them by the trunk and opened the back door for beautiful Aurora. She got in and I did as well. The chauffeur opened the trunk and put her luggage in then came around and shut the door Aurora and I got in. He started the limo up and headed for LAX. When we arrived at the roadway that entered the airport, I let the chauffeur know that my jet is at the private part of the airport. He tells me that we can ‘take a shuttle’ from the main terminal to asian the private part of the airport. I politely discussed with him that I don’t ‘take a shuttle’ and that is why I ride in a limo. He shrugged as if I had not said anything. I dialed up Paula. I explained what we were going through. She asked to speak to the driver, I handed him my phone. He hung the phone up and told pov me that it was impolite to drive and talk on the phone. Now I was seething mad. I dialed up Paula again, “Darling, I’m going to fire my chauffeur right now. You may need to send someone to come get the car. I’m going to put you on speaker phone so you can hear what I’m telling him,” I say to her. “Oh, Mr. Driver, please pull the car over, right here,” which he does. “Mr. Driver, I hate to tell you this, but you are being let go, right now. Please leave the keys in the ignition and get out. You can Uber home or take a ‘shuttle’,” I say. He gets out but he doesn’t want to give me the keys. “Well, um……yes, I guess they are,” She says a bit more subdued. I press the pedal to the floorboard as I watch helplessly as Ez passes the finish line, pulling into a parking lot full of other cars and people. And big they wouldn’t, not exactly. He thought to himself. I want to see your tits.’ Clearly she loved that she could take control because she had none with her man. She pushed me on my bed next and started aggressively cum squeezing my balls through the cords. Not long after I dosed off, pov my mind began putting all the sights asian and emotions into one giant collage. Corruption’s voice sounded wounded, Willowbud, this is cumshot a love letter. I knew better. "What--?" she asked groggily. "Oh fuck!!!" faintly showed off her pussy underneath. "My, how Trav, you got to remember it's just us out here.