Tracey licked it hungrily, her face being jolted by Alex's thrusting. She stuck out her tongue and it slid into Emma's soaking wet hole, her nose rubb...ng against Emma's clit. Emma cried out. Alex got the dildo and slid it into Tracey's pussy, alternately thrusting his cock into her ass and ramming the dildo in and out of her pussy. He managed to work this into a fast rhythm, and Tracey screamed. Alex joined her, close to bursting point.He pulled out of Tracey and Emma helped him turn Tracey. I love you so. Please get well and out of here just as fast as you can. I can't imagine life without you. Oh, my John, my love." Those wonderful lips caressed my forehead, then my mouth. I started to get a hard on.I took her hand and placed it on the small tent I was making with the covers. "Oh." she exclaimed, startled. "John, you're hurt." Yeah." I whispered back at her, "But my injuries aren't anywhere near what you got hold of."She gave it a squeeze and let go. "John, you're either. That was the first time we met. Her son and my daughter had had a fight, just a k**die thing, nothing to worry about.She invited me for coffee and I accepted readily. We chatted and laughed the whole morning. I noticed a thrill running through me every time we stood close or accidentally brushed past each other, I put it down to the relief and fun of finding a friend in a new area.Every morning we dropped the k**s off and went to Caroline's for coffee, it was a great friendship. We spent our. He took a bite of the last chocolate bar he had. The last food he could grab on departure. It was a welcome burst of sugar for his aching body. It had taken no small effort to escape the city over the course of a couple of days. Just surviving was bad enough but as soon as the infected saw a moving car they descended. Nights on the road had been cold and sleepless too. Nowhere was truly safe.Then he saw it. Candle Hall. He had no idea why they called it that, but he liked it. It towered above.