I whimpered, my digits massaging into her butt.Then she slammed back down my cock. She engulfed me in her hot heaven only to do it all over again. I t...embled beneath her. I couldn't take much more of this. Our tongues danced together. Her nipples caressed mine.I came.My jizz fired into her pussy as she slid her cunt down my erupting futa-dick. I squealed into her kiss. She trembled atop me. Her twat clenched around my cock. She wriggled her hips from side to side while the dual delights of my. I didn’t know any Monica’s but decided it was a sexy name and when you put it on your lips it almost sounded like a promise was made that required her to get down on her knees to show you proper respect.“Doctor, this is Mister Malone, your 11:30 appointment.”Monica brushed past me on the way out and gave me a guided tour of her nicely curved hip with a look over her shoulder that dared me to do something about it. I don’t think the doc missed a single move from the way his face turned from mute. It was a far cry from the situation they encountered only a week ago. The women took the time to brush the hair and comment on the zombies’ dress. They might be deceased, but they still appreciated knowing they looked good. After having spent years without a mirror, even the undead feel self-conscious.The three men were more taken aback, used to taking the proceedings with a degree of resigned paranoia. To get the men to relax, the women wrote notes bearing puns and had individual zombies. "I told him I am going shopping. We will only have an hour or two to hang out. He won't know anything, what will we do? Get a bite to eat?" She replied. "I want to bring you to my place so we can be alone." My boldness continued as I felt my cock twitch. Naughty thoughts were filling my head. "That's what I was hoping for" she replied instantly. After that we set up a time for me to meet her in a parking lot and we would go from there. Excitement and nervousness ran through my body, I.