"Where are we?" a beautiful brunette asked in a calm, subdued tone.
"All this while you've been jumping around and causing a ruckus, and you never thought to ask anyone this question?"
Walking down from the plane, an embarrassed look claid Isabella's face. To my surprise, it was Sophie who ca up with a possible answer.
"Are we in Silicon Valley?"
After several hours of flight, our plane had finally touched down, a lit sky above us as we stepped onto the San Jose airport runway.
Isabella's question revealed the girl's false notion that we would be heading back to Los Angeles.
I watched Sophie's eyes narrow as she looked left and right, her expression contemplative. Then, she nodded.
"Yep, we're definitely in Silicon Valley. My mom brought here once."
"But we've got school," Isabella said from my left, looking at questioningly.
"You should've thought of that before you decided to threaten Denise with the police."
"But exams are already knocking," Isabella grumbled.
"Then be ready to grill yourself when we get back."
Showing how very different her priorities were, when I was done talking with Isabella, Sophie spoke.
"Where is the limousine that's supposed to pick us?"
"It's running late," Denise offered.
"Wait, a limousine is actually coming to pick us?" Sophie exclaid.
"Yes."
Denise had inford of this while on the flight. Coming here to Silicon Valley, if we wanted to be taken seriously, it would be good to at least give off signs that we were capable.
"Well, if we'll be staying here for a while, why did you have us bring these bags?"
Of course, the bags Sophie was referring to were the ones full of the various items she had purchased, which had created a small gathering around her.
"I'll be sending the jet back."
"Huh, why?"
"It's expensive to keep around."
"No way, you're being cheap right now," Sophie said, turning to Denise, silently staring at the woman, but Denise rely shrugged.
"Keeping it around is costly; we need to be frugal with money."
Sophie's eyes widened at this, and she turned to about to begin a loud rant when she froze and then looked at worriedly.
"Daddy, are you broke?"
If I had water in my mouth at the mont, I would have spit it out. Not just , but everyone present was taken aback by Sophie's question.
My mouth moved to let out a word, but a soft pair of lips beat it.
"Is it because of us?"
Isabella looked at , genuinely worried, and a look of guilt began climbing her face. Sophie snapped her fingers in front of her face.
"Stop thinking too much. He's a billionaire. If our little shopping makes him go broke, then he's got to be the worst billionaire in history, and she the shittiest POA ever."
Sophie's words reawakened Isabella, and as she turned back to , I grumbled within at how well she seed to know my capabilities.
"Well, it isn't set in stone, but going broke isn't out of the question."
"Great, just when I was starting to enjoy life."
"I haven't taken any of the jewellery out of the box. You can sell them back for their original price. The dresses, though, might see a bit of a drop in value."
Sophie stood proud as she spoke, but when the limousine finally arrived, and I had the driver take the bags and put them in the car, she offered no complaints.
"Sophie, I'm watching your grades," I said just before we entered the limousine.
With an option of refreshnts in the car, the ride to Hotel Zico, where we would be staying for the night, was quite pleasant.
Settling into our suite upon arrival, while the girls explored the features of the hotel, Denise and I talked about my desire for this eting.
"That's impossible. Google isn't so snivelling company. Your offer is tempting, but they won't let themselves lose that much."
Denise treated this eting with Google as a chance to sow so seeds, but to , it was an opportunity to get a piece of the farmland.
Google was not just any company; it was THE company, and my hand needed to be dipped in it.
It didn't take long for the sky to begin darkening, and while Denise and I sought rest, Sophie and Isabella, who had been soaked in sleep throughout the flight, were full of energy and burning for so fun.
"Daddy your cock is so big," Sophie said kneeling beside , her hands rubbing over my chest and pulling my nipples while her eyes stared at my cock which was hamring in and out of Isabella's snatch.
The Latina stood on all fours, and I stared down at her rear as it rippled from each contact with my pelvis.
Anhh..anghh…anghh..
Finally getting the dick she had missed out on back in London Isabella grabbed the sheets in pleasure, she pressed her head to the bed and had her tongue hanging out.
"Hehe, you're fucking out her brains" Sophie said looking at Isabella's stupid expression but when she turned to , she found that my gaze was already on her.
"Daddy" Sophie softly whispered, and in that one call, I heard a tremble in her tone and saw the sadness and fear she had been harbouring all this while in her eyes.
In her gaze, I could see the fear that gripped both her and Isabella after my disappearance.
"Is everything okay?"
From the fact that even Denise had been looking for , it was clear that sothing had been wrong but observing the atmosphere neither Sophie nor Isabella had prodded on the reason for my disappearance.
Putting my right hand around Sophie's waist, I pulled her close and locked lips with her.
Lowering the tempo of my thrusts into Isabella I engaged Sophie in a soft emotional kiss, our lips sliding over each other's and for several seconds we were lost in the feel of each other.
"Daddy is alright sweety" I patted her cheek, my heart at peace when a smile ca to her face.
"Papi"
This cry ca from my only Latina baby, and the needy expression on her face told I had slacked off too much.
"Sorry honey"
Isabella's eyes looked between and Sophie feeling like sothing had transpired but then I pulled my at more than halfway out of her and slamd it all back in.
Anghhhhhhh!!
"Sophie, go bring so oil. Sophie's ass needs so workout."
Fear appeared in Isabella's eyes, her body tensing, but her eyes excitedly followed a giggling Sophie who got down from the bed, swaying her naked hips as she walked to a cupboard on the other side of the room.
"Your sister has a great ass doesn't she"
Isabella was taken aback by my statent for a second especially since this was the first ti I had ever referred to them in such a manner but she nodded her head.
"Well be ready 'cause your face is soon going to be buried in it."
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