Lessie's dead white, round boobs sagged just a little and she has large red circles of areola and nipples. I could not take my eye's off Lessie's tits... and they were better than I expected. With each breath her bosom rose and fell and jiggled gently as she stepped forward one step. Lessie's face was alive with a smile. "Let's have a date" she whispered and ran to her room. I did not know what happened but I waited. Lessie came down and her face was red, embarrassed and she held her hand out and. And I didn't stop, instead I reached around and found her clit with my fingers. That set her off, and she wasn't going to stop me now. Then this stranger pulled the biggest, fattest cock out of his sweatpants that either of us had seen. He started stroking it in front of her face through the glass. "Oh my god, look at that fucking thing, holy shit!' she mumbled through her moans. I increased my pace, and force, and shoved her whole body up close to the glass. I grabbed her by the back of the. I’m not sure how to say this, but technically, you’re more dead than alive.” Leza’s eyes widened, so he hurried to explain. “You’ve got such a high percentage of zombie cells, you should be undead by now. Any tissue I expose to your blood turns the sample, but in your case you haven’t.”She nodded, stroking her chin. “That might explain why the zombies don’t react to me. My blood doesn’t excite them, though they’ll attack other undead, whose blood doesn’t contain the necessary nutrients.”“You’ve. The three of us sat against the headboard catching our breath and just relaxing. I ran and got a bottle of Simon's best scotch and three glasses. Beth's had a splash of soda water in it."Too bad Peter couldn't be here," Simon offered."Think he'd like that? You know. Wife swapping out in the open?" I asked Beth."I'm not sure he's even had others while we were married," she replied. "But I suppose he must have. He's away so much." Well I'd love to have his cock in me," I boldly.