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Tim was riddled with bullets, all buried in his chest, save for one, which drove straight through his eye and out the back of his skull. He staggered back against the school to the sound of women crying out at the sight of this violence. Yet that wasn’t the end. “Mama! Mama, it hurts!” Tim screamed, despite his lungs being turned into cumshot swiss cheese. “Impossible,” Jeb and the deputies gasped. With a squelching sound audible to the three men, but not to the deafened mayor, three tendrils of brain matter slithered out of the bullet hole in his eye. They reached out like roots in search of sunlight, causing one of the deputies to turn and heave the contents of his stomach. “God is dead!” Tim yelled as he ejected the empty casing and fired again, this time at the vomiting deputy. His head was ripped off his shoulders to the horror of everyone around. Out of bullets, Jeb and the other deputy tackled Tim before he could shoot again. They knocked him against the wall, but Cuckold before Jeb could pull out his handcuffs, the gray matter tendrils shot forward and drilled into the deputy’s eyes. He managed to give a single garbled cry of pain as the tendrils scrambled his brain and ended his life. Then, death came for the sheriff. An arm burst out of Tim’s stomach and into Jeb’s. It was skinless and horribly deformed, yet it still had enough strength to punch through Jeb’s gut like a deer slug and leave a gaping hole. By now, all the women were running away in terror, while every armed man took cover and began opening fire. Bullets ripped through Tim’s mutating body, but none of them seemed to do anything. In fact, it appeared to be hastening his transformation. A bone spike grew out of the knee of his wounded leg, as large as an elephant’s tusk but curled like a goat’s horn. It wrapped around his mangled foot and took his weight off it, acting like a mix of a tits peg leg and a brace. “Coyotes in my head! Coyotes howling in my head!” He aimed his gun at the mayor but a blast from a shotgun knocked him off his balance. As Harold ran away, Tim looked at the man who had fired. He was a farmer, crouching behind a rain barrel. The third arm growing from Tim’s stomach pulled out a handful of intestines, ripped them free, and then threw them with deadly accuracy. They struck the man in the face and burst into shreds, and while first he gagged in revulsion, that gag turned into a scream. Those shreds were burrowing into his skin, one forcing its way into his tear duct. Upon reaching his brain, they robbed him of his final breath. Everyone continued shooting at Tim, not knowing what else they could do. Over the sound of gunfire, they didn’t hear the moan, a moan that had not been released in eighty years. The farmer, who had fallen dead, slowly got back to cum his feet, with his eyes glazed over and his mouth hanging open. He staggered out into the street and a nearby friend stopped shooting to turn to him. “Jerry? Jerry, what are you doing?” Jerry turned to the man, and with a ravenous growl, lunged and pinned his friend to the ground, his teeth pov soon finding the man’s throat and tearing through it. This act was not lost on the rest of the men. “Jerry’s turned! He’s become a zombie and bit Fred!” He's got his hand wrapped around that thing every time I walk in”. “I have some special items for this very moment I bought from Sydney with me to to heighten the sexual pleasure for both of you,” Bec tells us as I watch her fit a rubber and chrome cock ring on Roger’s throbbing erection and fasten the clasp under his balls. Her name was Doreen tits (I think), but we cum just new her as Nate’s mom or Mrs. R. She was this short, slender brown/auburn-haired stay-at-home mom with small, yet cumshot perky breasts and a nice ass, which she almost always clad in extremely well-fitting jeans or tight cotton exercise pants. She worked her way down his ribs and to his navel, her fingers pushing in, feeling his muscles. Cuckold The speaker was a tall, lithe, shaven-headed African, with high cheekbones and delicate features. It glazed her proud forehead, pooled on her beautiful cheeks, and dribbled on her pointed nose, corrupting her portrait. "You are about to be," he said, raising my legs up over his pov broad shoulders. Her tight panties were stretched across her pussy mound and pubic hairs were poking out around the edges. “The Mother Fucking Club.” Jumped off his desk and straighten myself. A woman dressed in surgical clothing came through the mirrored door and began setting up a strange machine in the centre of the room. She felt him press his lips against hers and the gentle probing of his tongue into her mouth. Her first encounter with Richard in the kitchen had stirred something deep within her, and now he was about to place his hand on her naked ass. Jude was long and lanky, with beautiful mid-sized titties. I used to spend a lot of time down here, I’m surprised I haven’t met you.” It had gotten so bad in fact that they had to call one girls brother to come get them and take them home. “You don’t mind do you? As he was laughing, he slid off the bed to lay down on the floor beside, “Just go,” Deana said and pushed him. It was my own fault; with temperatures reaching over 100 degrees, it might not have been the most ideal time of day for outdoor exercise, but I was a bit pressed for time.