Why else would they have kidnapped us?Within seconds, I felt several hands feeling me up. They weren’t gentle, and I knew my C cup boobs were going ...to be badly bruised.“Please no.” Mandy called out. I assumed she was being molested as well.Next, my shorts and panties were pulled down and off. “Now that, boys, is a pretty young puss. She ain’t all hairy like your Ma. That’s cuz she’s still a young filly. She’s gonna be nice and tight too. You ever been fucked proper, Missy?”When I shook my head,. Of course, wearing no underwear sure helps make the action even more satisfying because it opens up a wealth of opportunities to fuck pretty much anywhere you want. My pussy was pulsing in time with the music and my dance partner was definitely into the action as he squeezed my tits and steadily thrust his hardening cock against the folds of my ass. We kept being bumped as people went past us to get to the bartender so I leaned back and spoke right into his ear asking if he wanted to move back. They weren't unnoticed. When one other girl challenged what they were up to, I found myself interjecting and pulling the other girl aside. I told her that one of them was my brother. I was going to go with to make sure nothing bad happened. I don't know why I said that. I hadn't planned on it.I caught up to them as they were getting her into a bedroom. They tried to lie to me that they weren't up to anything. I felt the need to be in the room too. I told them the truth about what I said to the. A server appears out of thin air it seems and sets two Insalata Caprese in front of us. I sip from the champagne glass again and cut into the salad. I’m famished for some reason. Dinner goes rather quickly as we engage in small talk. Truthfully, it’s a bit awkward as I seem to be doing most of the talking. He seems interested, but he’s rather quiet, and I wonder if it’s something I did or said or if now that we’ve already had sex he’s counting the minutes until dinner is over, and he can return.