After existing for uncounted lifetimes, I’d lost connection with my mortal self and succumbed to the curse of immortality. It’s not an uncommon fa...e for my kind. The more we lose the emotions of life, the more we disconnect from the world around us. Some eventually awake, emerging as mummified monsters, driven mad with an overwhelming thirst. Others, lost in their increasingly distant thoughts, remain motionless forever, bodies crumbling to dust. None return from this macabre demise.For many. "Come on, Tony. We both know you want to have sex with me and the football zombies are gonna be stuck watching the game for at least another hour," she told me, bringing her fingers to her slit. She played with it as I just sat back and watched. Her fingers slipped in between her pussy lips with her mouth wide open. "Wander over into my room and stick your dick inside some barely legal pussy, Tony," she moaned, bringing her drenched fingers to her mouth. She stuck them right in there and closed. He could feel the trembling start deep within her as her ass bucked up to meet his finger and her pussy grabbed at his pounding cock."I'm gonna cum baby. Oh, here I cum," she shouted, shaking her head as the orgasm gripped her and sent a shudder through her that threatened to throw Jamey out of the saddle. He held on to her wild bucking, easing himself back, remembering she wanted him to cum in her mouth.As her writhings slowed, Jamey slipped his throbbing member out of her cunt, the juices. Marge said; ``Honey, pee into this.’’ Marge held her son tight as he peed as hard as he can. Marge slid her hands under Bart’s jacket and around his waist. She and Bart kissed passionately again. As Marge was next to be drained, Bart was holding his sister Maggie when Maggie started licking her brother’s nipples. Marge’s urine mixed with Bart’s that fill up in the bowl. Homer finished drinking the last can of beer, now he was very drunk and was eager for sex. For the first time, Lisa’s lips.