So I lip locked her. She was surprised and hesitant. After a few seconds, she gave in and responded. I held her tight and kept kissing her.I lifted he... saree till waist. I was sure she wasn’t wearing any panty. And yes, she didn’t. I touched her thigh and I felt wet. Her love juice was dripping from her hole. I went down and started licking her. Her reaction made me sure no tongue has ever touched her vagina.After sucking her dry we came out of washroom very carefully. It was time to leave we. A softer look now than before.“Shall we go inside?” I asked. She shook her head. “Where then?”“To the pool.” She said and began to lead off letting her arm fall from around my waist. I let her go and knelt to pick up the champagne bottles. I turned my head to see which way she was heading and was entranced as my eyes followed her. She walked with a sway to her hips I don’t remember ever seeing her having before. It was a seductive rather than a regular hip-swinging style of walk. It was amazing. No one had objections but Justin asked, “are you pregnant”? Jean replied with glee, “yes, I am”! Everybody laughed. Three months later, Justin and Herbie were out. Jean was house cleaning when HS came in and scolded her about doing too much. He angrily told her that he could clean and that her only duty was to grow that baby inside her. He hugged her and told her that she and Herbie would never have a worry as he could, would and had plans for both of them. Jean felt his hardening cock against. Zombies kill all males who get in their way no matter what...Which story do you want?Sam's Story: Her story takes place right during when the virus first struck her hometown. She is 18 year old senior and around 5'6 in height, people called her a Goth and guys and girls in her school called her slut. She dyed her hair pure white, fair light skin, and always wore black tights, black shorts that showed off the outline of her panties and stopped just above her tights, fishnet shirt that stopped.