Then a crash boomed through the cell and echoed around it. Jason lookedup like a deer caught in the headlights. Terrified of what might emergefrom the...door located several meters away. Many explanations andfortunes circled around his head trying to figure out what might happento him soon.???The door creaked open, the moment just reminded Jason of some oldfashioned horror movie and he was trapped in Count Dracula's cell. Helet out a small laugh, just about all he could manage being in. I knew what she wanted so I moved into a sixty-nine with her and when she had me hard again she said:"Mommy wants to play cowgirl."I rolled over on my back and she moved over me and guided me up into her. She rode me until I needed to get off so I rolled her over onto her back and then I fucked her hard and fast until I came. She got off just before I did and I held myself in her until I was soft. As I pulled out she said:"I think mommy needs to feed her motherfucker now if she expects him to. We all figured it would be best to just find the closest hotel, crash and get an early start the next morning. Not more than 20 miles or so we found a small motel; not terribly nasty but not exactly the lap of luxury either. So we settle in and decide we will have some drinks and play a bit of cards before bed. Some drinks turned to more drinks until we were getting a bit smashed. Brett in particular was trashed and even though he was the most shy out of us three, he decided he wanted to roam. Gretchen smiled weakly. "You have a terrible bedside manner, Sandy. Hearing about my bruises makes me feel so much better." Amazingly, she managed to sound tired and sarcastic at the same time. "I'm going to look like hell, and that ruins more than half of my clothing plans." Maybe," Jo said uncertainly. "We might be able to conceal some of it with makeup." There'll be time tomorrow to see about that," I said standing up. "We need to get you into a gown and then get you medicated. Sleep is the.