Par mujhe bohot acha lag raha tha. Jaise hi hum uske ghar aaye. Usne light on ki aur meine uska gila body par chipke hue kapde dekhe aur mera lund pat...har jaisa tight ho gya uska figure toh tha hi gajabuske boobs aur gaand ka kya shape dikha raha tha. Usne bhi mera tight lund notice kiya.Mein usko bola ki mein ghar jaata hu. Woh phele mere lund k paas dekh rahi thi fir hasne lagi. Boli ki baahar bohot baarish hai aaj yahi rukh jaa mein tere mom ko bol dete hu ki tu aaj yahi rukh raha hai. Usne. But the young mother saw him immediately, and her cries became terrified screams. ‘Carly! Carly! Stop! Stop!’ Carly hesitated and turned around to see her mom sprinting after her. The zombie lurched forward, arms outstretched, ready to grab the child. ‘Oh God! My baby!’ the mother shrieked. The zombie, bloodlust upon him, could smell the child. Smell her flesh. He needed to eat, needed to feed and taste the soft tissue and warm blood. He opened his mouth and a guttural ‘Uh uh uh’ issued as he. He never heard the delivery truck that dropped off the non-descriptpackage sitting on his front porch. He noticed it while checking for themail. 'Hmmm no mail but this package shows up today.' Dylan thought itwas pretty strange as he was always getting something every day.Picking up the package which was fairly light and whatever was in thereshifted to the one corner. Now that it was closer to his eyes, what hethought was a mailing label had lots of small symbols and the words"Dylan, please. " She cooed, turning around in my arms and grinding her ass against my swollen cock."Besides, I like it when you clean my cock after sex and the butt is..." I reminded her."So?" She asked nonchalantly. "I'm your whore, David. Cleaning your cock, regardless of where it's been, is a privilege for me. In fact, the idea of it being inside my dirty ass makes the act all the more meaningful to me." Fuck, you ARE a nasty slut." I said in amazement."Mmmm, but I'm YOUR nasty slut." She moaned.I reached.