"Help me up", the old lady demanded as she let go of our young cocks. We helped her up out of the chair and then out of her purple house dress. Her on...ce large breasts hung sagging against her skeletal frame. At her direction I pulled down her white cotton panties, leaving me knelt down staring directly into her old bush. Her sex was covered with a think tangle of almost white curly hairs. From this position I could smell the now familiar scent of arousal and without a thought I pressed my face. ” I chuckled, picking up a small white vibrator and looking at it closely. It was a simple, cheap little thing with a twist bottom. I got back into my boxers and carried the vibrator with me as I walked out of her bathroom and bedroom and into the living room. I had to clamp my other hand over my mouth to stop myself from laughing out loud at her. She had her back to me and was still naked except for a pink and white frilly apron. I walked up behind her and was just loud enough for her to. I saw that the crotch had a large wet stain before sliding them down over her shapely hips to her ankles. She was clad in white cotton panties, soiled and dripping with her yellow death urine that I also pulled to her ankles. My hands marvelled with the silken softness of the sides of her buttocks as I slid her coverings down past before pulling them completely off of her over her feet; discarding the jeans and placing the wet panties to my nose to inhale her scent. In a moment, I found myself. As soon as they stopped for breath, the skeletons were on their tail again. They distanced themselves from the undead, this time hiding in a cluster of bushes. Still, the zombies found them.It was Rayner who figured it out. “They sense mana, like the zombies of Corpsewood.”Axel had forgotten about that little detail. It was an ability even more amazing than them being immortal monsters. Being able to find an enemy no matter where they hid felt like cheating.“It’s got to have a range limit. If.