Mica nodded and struggled to lean upward and forward, positioning herself to where she could observe her vaginal impalement while supporting her torso...on her elbows. She looked first to Greg, then to me as she began wetting her lips, but turned her head back sharply to Dr. George as he brought the instrument into contact with her slit. Dr. George gently but firmly pierced the lips of the little girls hairless pussy with the tip of the phallus, and slid it up inside her about three inches. Mica. "I told you I was a dancer, Mike. Just thought I'd have a little fun for you". "For me?" "Yeah, that was for you!" while all the other men watched her lean in to Mike's neck and breathe his warm skin. He held the back of her head wondering what in the world he was doing with this girl. Who the hell was she anyway? Eventually the attention was drawn back to a different pole on another small stage as a drunken woman was trying to make some sexy moves, and show off her oversized implants. The men. " I'm near the backdoor. Want me to rush?" Roberto, the man who cut the power earlier, was waiting in ambush behind the house. His job was to cut short any escape attempts."Affirmative. Take the backdoor, meet up with Bravo Team out front. Go! Bravo Team you have a friendly inside." At least the operation wasn't completely FUBAR, Max thought. His paranoid nature would save the day, again.Roberto rose from his hiding spot and raced across the backyard. After cutting the power, he had taken up a. "Well, I need an offer on something." He was looking directly at me, since I had so much of the money."Stand up, Bob," I said. "Your t-shirt isn't something I'd want, smeared with all that cum. I wouldn't give you even five bucks for it. Maybe one of the other women would give you more, as a souvenir or something."I paused.Nobody spoke.I continued, "I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do: I'll give you a choice, fifty bucks for your shorts, or a hundred bucks for my panties."Before Bob could reply, Tom.