Before he went to bed, he phoned home. I was present to intercept the call if Sam wandered into a dangerous area. His mother sounded relieved that Sam...was doing so well.The next day, Sam's clothing was fetched. I took a sick day which I had never done before. I still kept in touch with work by telephone though. Many more tests were devised and even the students were encouraged to devise additional tests. This made the bizarre situation much more plausible.I phoned the hospital and got in touch. "Well, something like that. My Zombie Apocalypse has a lot more to do with fucking, and less with fighting. My Zombies are some weird rape-monsters, for example, and the heroines are a lesbian couple with a distinct dom-sub relationship." "Hmm, so are you a fan of the Walking Dead?" she asked. "Well, I've seen the TV-series and I like it alright. It's a bit odd in places, because I like to imagine myself in these circumstances and for the most part, it works pretty well, but then there are. I could taste his precum. He tasted good..He suddenly pulled out and rolled me over and got me up to my hand and knees, “I need to ram my cock inside that twat of yours, you little slut.” Dr.Smith announced and in a single thrust, in full force he rammed his cock to the hilt inside my pussy.“SO TIGHT! Yeah baby!” he moaned out load, “Oh God doctor, you are huge!!” I yelled out in pleasure.Doctor Smith fucked me hard and rough for about twenty minutes, during with he kept his pace of hard. The woman looked at it, then me, then back at the cock as a smile grew across her face and her attention returned to her daughter who she found looking at her. They shared the understanding of what was about to be and I sensed a shared understanding that soon it would also be happening to the older woman.Ehawee shifted her position to better witness what her daughter was doing and the enjoyment she was receiving, much like Wachiwi had done when she was following my lead. She also was watching.