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Pissing on the Zombie Bitches just as the doctor ordered

Pissing on the Zombie Bitches just as the doctor ordered Author: AnnaSiciliana ( http://www.asstr.org/~Anna_Siciliana/ ) Title: Pissing on the Zombie Bitches just as the doctor ordered Summary: This was inspired a fan. Contains: Lesbian, pissing, submission, fisting, cum shot, bisexual, threesome, blowjob, doctor Keywords: hirs, hair, breast, FF, fist, les, rough, oral, ds, dom, ws, wf, bj For Becky. The next morning, we began our descent into town. We tried to stay as far away from the roads as possible, dodging every movement, every sound, not wanting to encounter any more zombies than we had to. Rebekka stayed a few steps behind me, watching my back as I scouted the area ahead. It wasn't long until we ran into fortifications. They looked impressive and professional, something the military must've set up. As far as we could see, they weren't breached and span across several streets, blocking whole parts of the town off. Finally, in an area where no zombies were in sight, we tried to climb them. "Help me up," I asked Becky, trying to hold onto the large, concrete barrier's smooth side. It was impossible to get a grasp. "Maybe we should try to get something in front of it first that we can climb onto," she said. "Like a car, or a dumpster, or something." "And then they can climb across too," I replied, speaking of the zombies that so far had left us in relative peace. She sighed. "Shit, yeah," she replied. "Then there's that." With her back to the wall, she tried to push me ...

... up as I had climbed onto her shoulders, sweating and panting from the unusual excercise. In the end, I managed to pull myself up, but when I barely reached over to the other side, something grabbed my arms and pulled me over fast. Then, I felt a sharp pain as the side of my head got hit by a blunt object, and everything went black. "Well, let's have a look at you now, shall we?" the doctor said in that hospital voice that sounded both bored and professional. She spoke in english, maybe more to herself than to me. A pair of silicone gloves snapped as she put them on her hands, while the intern adjusted the seat in a way that the leg portion parted and pushed upwards, involuntarily spreading me wide in front of her. She was a pretty older woman, maybe in her 40s, with a few fine lines that gave her face a classic, regal look. Her hair was cut into a short bob around her round face and she wore a white lab coat that revealed just enough to show that she was thick, broad and busty without being exactly fat. She looked up at me over a pair of rimless glasses, smiling at me with dark red lipsticked lips. "I told you there's nothing wrong with me!" I said louder, replying in english as well, but the restraints kept me firmly in place, so aside from squirming and yelling there was precious little I could do. Looking down at her, I could see her squirting some white cream from a tube on her right hand, then rubbed it slowly onto my labia. It felt cold, but her touch was not unpleasant, ...