‘Angie?’ She looked up at him, moving her hair aside as she continued, and Thomas saw her slide her lips back down his cock, the warmth and wetnes...s of her mouth a mere hint of the heat that shone in her eyes. Lifting her head from his now-glistening cock, she said in a smoky whisper, ‘I’m glad you woke up, Thomas. I would have hated for you to sleep through the main event.’ Angie stood up, and slowly stripped for him, her eyes never leaving his. Thomas watched raptly as she shed her top, her. ‘Where is she?’ you ask yourself aloud, as you stand there taking in the sight, feeling a stirring in your pants that you haven’t felt for a while. You hear a slight noise and feel hands slide under your shirt, slipping it over and off your head. You feel fingers trailing over your skin, making you feel a shiver all over. You want to turn around, but the one touching you will not let you. You feel a bind-fold being put over your eyes, and hear a soft, sultry voice saying, ‘Don’t be afraid…’ So. As those in the back realized what was happening, they surged to the front, calling to the stray zombies as they’d done many times in the past. As confusing as it was, this was old hat for many of them. Their discomfort lay in not knowing the threat. Realizing where everyone stood, and following Leza’s directions, they each played their role, welcoming the strangers as part of their ever-growing fold.Leza was closing as the gunfire continued. Making sweeping motions, she directed those. In two weeks, I was up to a 34A bra. My breasts steadily increasing weight was making me more aware of them. I could now feel them whenever I moved. It was a bit disquieting. In spite of my small size, I was feeling busty, though the most interesting change was the way my nipples were growing. The little pink nipples of two weeks ago were now doubled in size and scarlett red. I placed the palms of my hands on them and made slow circles. oooo That felt nice. I could feel my pussy tingling. I put.