I could instantly tell she was aroused. Her pussy was dripping wet, it was as wet as I had ever felt it. As I slowly caressed her clit I leaned in f...r a kiss. Our mouths met and she gently eased her tongue into my mouth. I could feel her shift her hips as I massaged her clit and her kisses became more passionate. After a brief moment she pulled back, leaned in close and then whispered “come on baby, let’s go back to the hotel I need to suck some dick and feel you inside me.” She knew how. Jodie sobbed in mortification as he stripped them off and tossed them out of her reach.Then he practically tore off her rumpled bra and shirt, leaving her naked and blushing. Jodie lay there in a daze and watched his clothes fall to the floor. Then she collected herself and tried to get up and make a run for it. Dane, down to his jockey shorts, grabbed her and pinned her down on her back."You're not going anywhere till I'm finished with you, Mom," he leered. "You gotta get it through your head. The leader looked like a giant version of Gerard Butler on a bad hair day, and he was wearing reflective sunglasses at 1:30 in the morning. His name was Nick.He stopped in front of the modest looking house in this residential district, checked the house number, put his kickstand down, then lifted his leg over the hog. He unstrapped and lifted the girl off the back of his bike like she was a largish doll, and flung her over his shoulder.Her hair was matted, and her face and body were covered. "Bet? Sorry I'm late." Nonsense. Right on time, Lillian." I didn't know what to wear. I hope I look okay."I give her a slow head to toe. "You look lovely." She has on a muted deco patterned blouse with a pleated navy skirt cut high enough to show off a nice pair of legs. Her hair is down, falling in loose waves to her shoulders in a vaguely 1940's do. Her makeup is restrained, as one would expect given how seldom she probably wears any at all, but does play up her beautiful hazel eyes."And you.