I had walked out of my room that day all dressed in my bikini swimsuit when my mother stepped in from the pool area. She was also wearing the same swi...ming suit. “Jessie? I need to go to the store real quick. We ran out of wine. Can you do me a favor and get the chicken ready for the grill? I need six chicken breasts.” I replied, “No problem mom!” With that, my mother walked out to the garage, and I heard her car drive away. I casually walked into the kitchen to do the chicken as my mom. Slowly opening the door to the surface you look around the neighborhood the area your in is relatively quiet (there were almost no birds most had died during the outbreak). Looking for food opening doors and slowly moving through the building while only running across the street when you had to you completed a loop trying to stay unexposed. You always kept your eye out for an electric car. It would be perfect for staying quiet and gathering important supplies and escaping quickly. You noticed a. Her lips clamped together and closed eyes, tightly. I patted on her belly and squeezed the breast to rhythm of ‘beyond the invisible’. I felt her warm lips on my cheeks and on the neck. Though her silky and hot body instilled the electricity of lust into me, but strange and poignant feeling that infiltrated into my brain was enough to disperse the lust into nothing. I whispered her that I longed to ride her ass. Shriya got astonished and asked immediately,” What? Are you crazy?” I replied,. I expected her to make some subtle excuse as to why she was going with me to my booth, but I had underestimated the bonds of girls and the effects of alcohol. “Back in a minute girls", she announced, louder than I would have liked, “I'm off to prove that I can deepthroat the DJ!” This, of course, was met by loud cheers and whooping as we wandered up to the side-room. With the door closed, her hands made immediately for my belt buckle and fly as she released my cock. I would love to tell you it.