She is suspended with most of her weight on my shoulders and my head between her thighs. She starts to softly moan as I lick our cum from her inner th...ghs. The more I lick moving up her thighs the louder she moans and her pussy clinching and opening faster the closer I get to her cunt lips. Suddenly she tenses up and pushes her pussy on to my mouth when my tongue slid in her slit and moved up to her clit. I did that a few times cleaning our cum from her cunt making her tremble with another. The rest of daylight was spent walking and ascending.When it became too dark for Pepe to see the track we stopped and made camp. With a fire going, and the aroma of coffee brewing, I relaxed my aching muscles and sore feet. It was obvious now why a horse would have been an encumbrance. Even the sure-footed mule had difficulty on some parts of the track, and I am being generous in calling the torturous path we followed a track.Pepe passed me a blanket, which smelled of mule, an odour only. ”I began to beg, “Please don’t cut my hair off, Please”She interrupted me, “Ok Bitch, It’s your choice. Either I cut it or the guys are going to shave it. You pick. I would rather they shave your fucking head.”“No please, cut it for me.”“Ok, but then you gotta eat my asshole, like I see you eating that white bitches ass.”I guess she could tell that I wondered how she had already seen that, so she pointed to one of the TV screens on the wall. But my biggest concern right now was trying to keep. They were bedding down at the foot of a particularly large boled pine so that on the off chance that several zombies, or normal humans for that matter, attacked them, they couldn’t be completely surrounded. Like having ones back to a wall, which is better than having an enemy behind you. They put their packs up near the head of their makeshift bed. Wouldn’t want to trip over them in the dark. Dinner was cold MRE packets because a fire might draw attention. The rubbish from the meal was sealed.