She was like you should definitely come home and play with her. She wouldn’t mind someone to play with as she’s shy to make new friends and she’... new to the area.So she gave me her number and asked me to come home sometimes by informing her in prior. Then she was like you’re very tall and handsome. Must you be having a girlfriend, don’t you? I just giggled and said no, I don’t. So then we bid ways. She had this very naughty smile after she gave me her number but I didn’t know what to take of it. Someone was coming up! I quickly and clumsily tried to put my hard cock away and hide it. It was the man I had been watching outside!I stood there, shocked and embarrassed. He could see my erection through my pants and rubbed his own cock through his. “Is this what you want?” he said quietly. I was frozen, as if unable to move or speak. He took his massive semi hard dick and big hairy balls out through his fly and grabbed my hand, pulling me down to my knees in front of him. He grabbed the back. There were two obvious approaches open to him. He could play the grim faced, wronged King who demanded reparation or he could try a different tack, one where he helped the Fifers understand for themselves why what they did was wrong, help them come to that realisation themselves. The second approach would take a long time perhaps, would need him to set an example as to how things should be done, people behave, before it might bear fruit. He believed it would have the more lasting effect however. We reported our finding to the headquarters council and were dismayed when the only response was the sound of silence. Faced the absolute certainty that we were about to be absorbed by the zombie hordes, we sent our scouts to numerous pockets of resistance far away from the hedonistic influences of normal human excesses and petitioned the males to stay pure and within the limitations of a purely human sexual relationship. Of course, the remainder of society considered our goals as being.