Luke pushed until all of him rested inside her tight heat, and then he stilled, leaning down to taste her mouth again. ‘Luke, please,’ she begged ...nd wiggled beneath him. He felt one of her legs wrap around his, and she arched her hips up and against his, burying him even deeper. They both moaned, and Luke couldn’t hold back anymore. He didn’t know how long it had been since they’d had sex, but for his damaged mind, it felt like this was the first time ever. He could hardly control his thrusts. “Oh fucking great!”, she drilled into his ear. “My one chance at survival, and you don’t even want to fuck me, even if it’s just to keep us warm! Shit, of all the people to have to die with, I gotta find me some guy with a cock that’s out of order!”, and then she paused her tirade as she looked him straight in the eye. “Roy, don’t tell me you’re fucking gay? Shit! My fucking life is depending on a homo? Jesus! Just get the fuck off me and let me die in peace!”, and she struggled to push him off. Although she had always been a submissive, our relationship had opened so much more inside of her that she never realized before. She had told me that she would often imagine what other women might look like pregnant with my child and it excited her. She had mentioned her desire to see me with other women so she could see what she felt, as it happened, but she couldn't answer why. After I brought Audrey and Bonnie into our family, she finally understood that what she was missing was. I will need to flee. Fast.Slowly, I got up from the floor, stepped past the dying man and into the bathroom. I decided that if I wished to leave, I would need to get rid of the telltale signs of my connection to ... whatever happened here. I needed to clean myself.I closed the door, walking with trepidation to the mirror, wondering how much and how long will I need to take to make myself look halfway normal. As I looked into the mirror, I saw the scariest thing I've ever laid my eyes on.I awoke.