I guess a normal man would have gathered up his wits and quietly left the premises. I was not normal. At one point, I thought that I saw Mister Nasty ...heck me out, but I was not sure. Twice, the object of my eye looked my way, squinted her eyebrows, and shook her head ‘no.’ The second time. I smiled back at her and gave her the same non-verbal reply. I was rewarded with a frown. I could tell that they were almost finished and then she suddenly appeared beside me in the dairy department. ‘Why. I’m going to count from five down to one. When I reach one, you will come fully awake. Five ... four ... three ... two ... one.“Can you remember what happened the weekend of the kidnapping, Marsha?” Jan asked.Marsha sat up straight and looked around. Tears were filling her eyes.“Yes, I can. It was horrible.”“Start at the beginning. Tell me everything that happened. Remember that it is over and you don’t have to worry about something like this happening to you again.”Marsha recounted the. Oh! She was so soft and beautiful. I felt like eating her. I pulled myself out and then pushed my fingers inside. She was moaning heavily. I finger-fucked her for a moment and then put my fingers in her mouth. She sucked it too.Then she forced my head down to her cunt. I started licking and sucking her again. I sucked it for a few minutes when her juices filled my mouth. I drank it all. Aah! It was salty a bit, but so good that I felt wanting it more.I moved up kissing her navel, her stomach,. “Do you know how grown-ups make babies?”“No, other boys and girls say lots of things but Miss Pritchard hasn’t taught us that yet.” She answered in a very serious tone.“Maybe I can help you with that, come on let’s go downstairs and do some French lessons”. I pulled out my finger and secretly sniffed at the faint odour on it then popped it in my mouth as Ella hopped down and went out of the door.We sat naked outside doing French for a while before coming indoors for cold drinks, which we sipped.