I could not take this torture any more and I had to do something soon. As mom and my birthdays were less than a month apart, mom always had ours on th... same day, usually on mine, May 15th. Mom and I had a cake and opened out presents to each other. I got mom soaps and oils after one of the rare trips to the city that we made. Mom was surprised that I knew what she liked. “I will have to try these out latter.” Mom said as she gave me a wink. I knew that mom meant that I would be putting the oils. Let's give credits to my lover; he knew what he was doing and in which order. He didn't get to my clit for starters, but touched my vulva with his fingers, and later sucked my labia. Then he put his tongue deep into my pussy, taking me by surprise to a loud "oh yes!" This is when he spotted my swollen little point. He used different pressure on it. A bit he pressed, a bit he tickled, but every second it felt great. "Tell me when you love it," Azem muttered. "I love it!" I screamed. “Stop!” she cried, “Mercy!”But he kept going even faster now. One hand grasping her ass cheek the other grasping a handful of her tits.“After so many years this feels so, so good!” he said pumping hard and as deep as possible. He starting going faster and faster to the point she there was nothing but screaming from her. Her hands were pressed up against the wall strained and seemed like she was trying to dig her nails into the wall. His cock rammed her ass again and again as she cried out.. He said the chicks got him harder then hell when they shambled around with their rotting tits hanging out. The other was James, the asshole from earlier when the man had been fed alive to the zombies. He was the one I was pointed at. “Let her go,” I ordered “Come over her with me baby.” Nicole walked over to me and stood behind me, seemingly hiding behind my broad shoulders. “Spread the word, this woman is mine, nobody else even gets to smell her without me giving them a bullet for their.