January in New York City averages around between 40F (4C) degrees for the high temp and 27F (-3C) degrees for the low. But this was a really cold year...with temps below normal for a lot of the time. The day I flew out of JFK it was 34F (1C) degrees. So I was glad to head south like the geese and get into some warmer weather!The company picked Jan 7th for me to head down there. It was the first full work week of the new year and all the holiday travelers should be back home by then so the rush. ” Haas ran his fingers smoothly on the girl’s cheek. “Yo pig, where’s your safe?” he asked Baxter.“I don’t have a safe. I keep my money in the bank…” Baxter couldn’t finish.“Not a pig like you. Mr. Pink, search for the safe. Look under portraits and easily movable furniture. Don’t try to open it. Look for wires.” said Bill.“Hey, how about I become Mr. Orange?” a little embarrassed Kenny said.“Coz Mr. Orange is the double-crosser. Now go!” said Bill.“Yo pig, is your safe wired?” Haas asked. .. but here... in the park? Could we just go somewhere else... somewhere private?" I asked begging.He shook his head from side to side, relentless, waiting for me to do it."Mom... I want you to be a total slut... I want you to do what a whore would do... suck your son's cock in the middle of the day in public."Oh god no... I couldn't do this... not me. I felt his cock touch my lips. Did he move? The head of his cock was now pressed against my lips and I could taste his pre-cum dripping out of. I didnt want to move I was so scared then I realized to my horror that I had wet and shat myself. My excrements covering my pink cat shaped covers. The old man smiled and whispered in my ear I will take out our panties if you promise you will do exactly as I say, or else I will beat you so hard you wont be able to scream for a week. His breath was disgusting and I noticed some of his teeth were rotten black. I nodded and he took out the gag. He smiled at me and kissed me hard probing my young.