It frightens me. It reminds of a movie I saw not long ago. Dawn of the Dead. In this movie, a virus started turning people into violent zombie-like ki...lers and very few normal humans remained to face them. I feel like everywhere around me, men and women are becoming monsters. The cops only stop violent men. They let violent women walk away with a slap on the wrist. It is frightening how much some women will get away with by playing victim. The man is not always the bad guy. Sometimes, the man. He loved ravaging virginal vaginas and chewing on tender young tits. But rape did not gain him the souls of his victims.The Afterlife had been good to Romano but the darkness was always moving, and news of his constant failure to gain souls on Earth was starting to become a problem for him.The Demon also knew just the person to blame for his current failures in the real world. It was the big tit white bitch known as Melinda Gordon. At that point Romano decided he was going to make Melinda pay. We might need that food." Good." What are you guys talking about?" Shirley asked."I talked to my dad. You heard what I said about deliveries. There won't be any. Some things will go bad if we don't get them. We both live on farms but will need some food before they are converted to raising food for everyday living." Oh. What about me?"I said, "Shirley, that's up to you. We have family southwest of here and most of us are farmers. If you are willing, I would suggest you come with us. My mom. Yes, yes, I slipped my tongue into that alreadydamp slot of lust.I could not believe that I was licking my mom's pussy. The smell, thefeeling, the taste, wetness that I couldn't wait to slide my aching dickinto. I was so hot and excited that I took only enough time to run mytongue from her hot hole, over her hairy mons, up over that full belly,between her tits, and then, pausing only for a moment, before sinking mythrobbing erection into the slippery loveliness of her hot gash. I was so utterly.