I knew she had heard my footsteps because she was slightly twitching her head to hear any sounds I made.As I stood there, I quietly took my shirt off,...one button at a time and then my pants, trying to not make any noise, but the sounds of the belt sliding out of my pants was a familiar sound. I looped the wide leather belt and drew it close together and then snapped it for an all too familiar crack. I removed my pants and was now standing naked. I walked to the edge of the bed and finished. It was not the ideal scenario for a fully functioning "Looter" band but he realized they had evolved from Looters into something more positive. They were now sort of a well-trained Survival group that mirrored many of the other Survivor groups already doing their best to avoid the Military sweep units and Looters like they had started out as back in the beginning.Just past the foothills, they ran into some small detachments of a Survivor's group that had apparently been successfully on the run. Hands suddenly seemed to be everywhere on my body, my bra roughly unlatched and two tongues began chewing on my nipples.Unwillingly, I moaned loudly, again trying to keep my eyes down. This seemed to excite them even more having the same effect on me as well. I felt my hands being guided to their hardened cocks and I rubbed them through their trousers. The man at my crotch pulled the panties aside; plunging his tongue into my pussy, licking and lapping, with his finger still inside me. I felt. "They went down to the lobby and out the front doors where Ali's car was waiting. "I hope you're not terribly sensitive to your hair blowing?" she asked Barbara. "My car is still so new, I can't bear to drive with the top up."Barbara just grinned and said, "Ali, I think our hair is similar in texture and wave. I just run a comb through it when it blows. If that's not enough, tough!" I knew it!" Ali exclaimed, "A girl after my own heart. We're off!"She went out to the freeway and then towards.