As she was putting on a similar nightgown to the one she had on the morning her son was checking her out, she questioned what she had in mind. Sure sh...e hadn’t had sex in months and hadn’t had a big cock since her divorce 4 years before. She knew she was horny and at the same time she knew her son had raging hormones in the fact that he did have an erection a lot when she saw him. But she was heading down a dangerous path without really thinking it through. She got back to the kitchen and Darren. I said with a huff, and started off in a silent run to leave. Mac just stood there with a sad stance, and his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his costume. I stopped mid stride, turned around and gave Mac a kiss on the cheek. Then he gave me a kiss on the lips. My first kiss, in the rain, wasnt all that bad. Mac walked me the rest of the way. I was cold and soaking wet but my lips burned from the first time I had ever used them on another person. I went home and wrote in my journal about. I pushed back against his finger while letting out a moan, then he worked in another finger then he pulled them out and I felt his cock head touching and I pushed back and felt that awesome feeling when the cock head pops inside. We both paused to let my hole adjust to his cock head and then slowly he started going deeper and deeper until his pelvic was touching my ass cheeks and again a pause to let my hole relax and it seemed he was thicker then I thought.Then he slowly started sliding out. “Just be quiet and we won’t hurt you,” said the biggest and apparently the leader. Miss Jones our teacher said, “Get out of here right now. You don’t belong here.” I saw one of the thugs point his gun at her but the leader said, “let her live for now, we can have some fun with her later.”We were all bound hand and foot and placed on a waiting bus. Miss Jones, always the teacher, said, “Don’t be afraid children. I’m sure the police will rescue us shortly and...”. Whatever else she was going to.