Push that finger indeep as you can. Rub it hard upwards. Oh yes, Yes.Spit on my cock, keep it nice and wet. Yes. You are doing well. Take your finge... out of my ass and suck it clean.Please Papa, no no. Yes, my dear you will like it.Lisa didn’t like it at all but did what she was told. What else could she do?AGHH. How sick is this whole place. Everything else and now this old man.She had to call him Papa, how damn sick.Lisa, lick that finger clean. Now put two fingers up my ass.Push up and. I was cussed at and mocked, ridiculedand insulted. Every word, every gasp, every mom making their kids turnaway shot a beeline of pleasure through my system. I was turned on by theshame and I wanted more.I didn't plan anything more than leaving the mall but I stopped at acupcake stop instead. I ordered a vanilla cupcake with cream cheeseicing. The teenaged girl rang up the order and gave me my change, "hereyou go, miss." She said. She was laughing at me. My balls tightenedlistening to her. Finally, as I continuedto stare at her in open admiration, she raised her head to look atme. As she flicked a wayward curl from her forehead, a curl thathas plagued her throughout her life, she fixed me with piercingviolet eyes and smiled in the most disarming way. "Well, has thecat got your tongue?" I'd never heard the expression before, butunderstood what she meant and mumbled that it hadn't and my namewas Michael Wadsworth. "Oh no, that will never do will it Alice?" She spoke to the. It meansa big deal to mgrrk!" Her tongue cock was returning stiffening alongwith her other five. She gave me a resigned look and stumbled back tothe bathroom to relieve herself. As I tried to ignore the muffledgrunts and groans coming from the bathroom there was finally movementat the surveillance target.On the monitors I could see a figure in shapeless concealing clothesawkwardly loading equipment into the battered car next to the building.I only got a quick glimpse of the face as the figure.