" I see it. "Shriek" identify."When the AI responded there were some perplexed Avers – this was new. A female voice sounded over the bridge,"No tran...ponder. Freighter two kilotonnes. Turning away. Transponder identifies as Allman lines "Casca Dawn"."The outline on the screen crept lower down as HCL advanced. "Shriek" came up."Target. 305 degree same plane, three hundred and fifty thousand clicks tracking 200 degrees. Four eighty gravs. Harbourian. Destroyers, four." Tactical?" Came from behind. She again took my cock in her hand and started rubbing it on her pussy for a few good seconds. I was slowly getting ready for another session. But my horny masi had other plans in her dirty mind. So she started running towards the bedroom and left me stranded in the hall. I too ran behind her but she won by locking the bedroom door and asked me to come to after 15 mins. I was so fucking angry and horny with this but I waited for those 15 mins.It felt like 15 hours to me.After 15 mins I knocked. They carefully search the whole house and have to cure two zombified boys in the living room before locking themselves in a room upstairs with all the food they could find in the kitchen. They discuss about how easily they got used to the whole process of having anal intercourses with the zombies and the mystery of this epidemic. The zombies seemed to be constantly hard and horny making it really easy to prevent the bite since they simply get so harmless as soon as one touch their cock. Yet the. She grasps my cock again in one hand to stop me, looks down realizing she can’t fully encircle it, giggles, “You told me but I still can’t believe it!” Then she grabs my balls with the other hand and pulls me three inches inside her.It’s the softest cushion in the world but encased in liquid fire. “Ah, god…”I feel my balls tighten as she massages them. I watch her face, angelic, framed in soft brown hair. Her legs tense, her breath is coming in short pants as I trace her body from her clit up.