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I started to flow, imagining how a member is mercilessly wielding in my pussy, like a dead guy ruthlessly tearing at us in turn: me and his dead girlfriend.
Zombies mated in silence, because they didn’t get any buzz – it was the purest reflex, as strong as hunger.

I’d scream! Oh, how I would have screamed if a member had plunged into my bosom! No one has ever heard such cries in this state.
But I understood: you should not indulge yourself with vain hopes.
Firstly, the dead member will carry a pathogenic virus into my vagina, because the virus is probably transmitted not only through blood, but also through sex.
And secondly, a dead man is hardly satisfied with a cock dick, he will surely want to bite me, and his girlfriend, too, probably would like to eat me.
And as if to prove my thoughts, the dead male leaned over to his girlfriend and bit off her part of the neck, while continuing to puff her up.
I was sick of looking at it, and I left.
After a long search, I found a barely noticeable room in which the weapons were kept.
I chose a large-caliber machine gun for myself, and a bag of ammunition, after which I left this hut and went further along the military range.
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But then I heard a quiet, very quiet conversation.
Zombies – they do not talk.
In the extreme case: they are growling, or shouting, but they can’t talk.
One of two things remains: either this is radio or real people.
In any case, you need to check.
I went to the sound of voices.
I noticed the disguised bunker only when I came close, next was a deep trench, from which a voice could clearly be heard that said: Understand, Steve, we will not be able to do this.
Chances are zero.
As we are still alive, this is just a miracle! Yes, it is a miracle.
– There was irony in the voice.
– Thank you, Lord, that you showed us this miracle.
Stop telling you, I’m serious.
Seriously: what? What about a miracle? or that we won’t be able to do it? That there were two of them – it was a possibility.
And undoubtedly, both of them were men.
Immediately, primitive heat flared up in me, and blood began to seethe in my veins.
After all, I’m naked! Absolutely! Naked sexy girl next to two men.
They have not seen me yet, but I was not going to hide from them.
I crept closer, put a machine gun and a bag of ammunition near it, and looked into the trench.
Men in military uniform sat at the bottom of the trench and talked.
As far as I could tell: they were unarmed.
They did not notice me.
Then I stood upright on the edge of the trench and kicked a pebble.
The men immediately jumped up and saw me.
I stood and smiled, not covering my nakedness with anything.
Men’s eyes eagerly dug into my body.
I squatted on the heels, on the edge of the reinforced breastwork, still smiling.
I knew that I looked mysterious and mystical now.
I was delighted with the effect that had on men.
“Hello,” I said, and jumped off into the trench.
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