I had dreams of this moment for a long time. Smack, I laughed this beautiful magnificent cock hit me in the face. By now he was completely naked, and ...every bit the alpha male I had always known him to be. His cock and balls were completely shaved and were truly truly gorgeous. I pushed back onto an armchair and shuffled over, kneeling between his legs. I lifted his legs so they were d****d over my shoulders which had the advantage of pulling his ass forward in the chair. There before me was a. I mean, before we got sick, I just nodded at him or waved in passing, so I didn't really know him, but afterward, well, he was a familiar face, and I didn't want to be alone. I guess Josh realized how much things had changed before I did. I had started sleeping on his sofa because the bodies in my apartment were starting to, well, you know."Amanda and I nodded. Even out here in the desert, the stench of rotting flesh had been prevalent for several weeks after the sickness."Anyway, one night, I. How silly was that? But the significance of the day was not lost on Zara either. She sent me an arty sort of card with a painting of some red roses and a hand-written message that said: Gosh, is it Shakespeare’s birthday again already? And she had ‘signed’ it with a bright red lipstick kiss. It was about a month after that that she mentioned in a letter that ‘David has proposed to me — and I really don’t know what to do.’ David? Who was David? She hadn’t mentioned any Davids. And, anyway, was. It started one night when my sister crawled into my bed and gained steam three months later when my mother caught me in her closet taping her being gangbanged by four men while my father was out of town on business. Sis knew about mom, but mom never knew about Sis. Between the two of them I was getting more pussy than I could handle. In fact I was getting so much pussy that I never ever bothered to get a girl friend. I was virgin when my sister crawled into my bed and she and mom were the only.