Then we'll see."She took a long shower. Then she came out towel drying her hair. Her tits bouncing as her hands moved across her head. She looked at m..., also naked, sitting on the bed, my cock pointing to the ceiling. She smiled."Yeah, I think I want some of that. But first, let's see if you know what you're doing. I think I cleaned up all that kids spunk. Get down here and use your tongue. If I cum, then you can fuck me." I dove in with gusto. I guess she'd cleaned herself well. She tasted. “They’re going to get me!” Her thoughts race.Tears run down her face until her vision is blurredIn a desperate attempt to escape, she kicks the zombie, freeing her from his grasp.Three more of his kind approach her and pin her arms down to the ground, one spreads her trembling legs and another covers her mouth to prevent her from screaming, she tries to grab her gun but it's too far away.“I don’t want to die.I don’t want to die.”Before she can even react to what’s happening, her pants are. ”“Because it’s violence, not sex,” I said.“You see?” Bethany laughed. “He DOES listen! He IS trainable!”Kara and Jessica both laughed, and I joined in.“Sweetheart, if you recall you didn’t have to teach me that you weren’t dirty or ruined.”“No, I just had to worry about you having my rapist killed, or killing him yourself.”“Your point being?” I grinned.“You did have him beat up!” she protested.“I did. And I’d do it again. Jess, that’s not in my journal, for obvious reasons.”“Because that’s so. As time was passing, I noticed several black men were entering the room and none of them were leaving. I approached the bartender and told him I was going in, just to check on my wife and he stepped aside, smiling…Then I opened the door and saw my gorgeous wife was spread wide onto a wooden table, being fucked by Willy, while Sammy was sitting on her face and rubbing a huge black cock at least nine inches on her mouth.Meanwhile, both her hands were holding other two black cocks…Ana’s perfect.