"I'm sorry." At least I know. Thanks for coming." The M-60 fired another short burst. He looked both ways down the street, then back at her. His eyes ...ere wet, but she knew he wouldn't admit to it. "Give me five minutes and I'll empty the pantry."The M2 boomed again and a zombie's head exploded. "Make it three, we have another stop."His eyes flicked to the gunner who'd just fired, and he nodded. The boxes were heavier than they looked. She opened one, ammunition and a pair of pistols.Four. There is a silence and a pause, and then CRACK as you slap my tits. i scream into the gag, part from the pain, but more from the surprise of it! Your hands move over my body, smacking here, smacking there...not hard enough to damage but certainly enough to bring every single cell to life. After this initial spanking, your nails feel like sharp claws as you run them over my body. i gasp as you all of a sudden grab one breast and pull up, and then rope about 6 elastic bands around the base. It. I missed the first time, but instead rubbed my shaft on her entrance. She moaned so I kept doing it. When I was about to blow my load my cock slipped into her cunt. It was only the head but I was utterly surprised. I stopped moving but my Aunt wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in. I flattened myself against her and buried my shaft in her folds. I started to hump and it only took me about four good thrusts before I spewed my load. It was massive and this was compared to the load I had. Let's haul ass!" She slid down in the seat, dissolving in gales of laugher at her own pun. "Haul ass... oh, I'm terrible." More laughter.Jean's laughter is so infectious that I found myself laughing along with her, thinking, "Boy, this is fun and I'm not even sure what I'm laughing about."Adjusting my own shorts, I settled again into the driver's seat. I checked her shorts and found that she'd buttoned only the lower buttons, leaving the soft curve of her belly uncovered.Back on the road, still.