Strip

We left the house and picked up my three friends: Laura, Sally and Ann. They were all my age and when it came to looks, we were pretty much the same: all tall, all model-like. After all, we were all cheerleaders. I was sitting in the front with Daddy while the three of them were in the back. They were all giggling of course, the excitement of the trip ahead was taking its toll. I was excited for the trip too, but at the same time I was extremely bummed for not being allowed to orgasm. It was driving me insane at that point and it didn’t help that I could feel Daddy’s smell so close to me.

Daddy was quiet, I could tell he was trying to play the “adult” role. He was stealing looks at my friends and I knew he found them all attractive. After all, Daddy wasn’t that old and with his looks, it all seemed as if he was just one very lucky guy.

We got to the airport, checked in and took off. Nothing too significant happened on the flight except for me catching him staring at us.

Once we got to