Cleaning Duty

Annette's vision was now completely obscured by the attractive barkeep's smooth, bare features pressed firmly against her face. One sense lost proved to amplify others as she could now only focus on the invasion of the zombie's disgusting fluids, filling her up from top to bottom and the associated overwhelming stench. She could do nothing to prevent tasting the vile, rotten mixture as it oozed slowly down her tongue from Rosie's slit.

Panicking, any strength Annette had left was used to try and push the zombie away with her feet, or feebly smacking at Rosie's naked body, half-hoping it would somehow knock some sense into her. Tragically for Annette, the pair were not yet through using her body for their own twisted whims, she even thought she heard the woman moaning from her efforts...

"Mmmf! ...nnnghh mmmph...."

The reality started to set in, as the Priestess realised that she was entirely out of options. She could do nothing as she was held down by both of her attackers. She couldn't utter a single word. What little she could do just seemed to turn the woman above her on further, it didn't seem to matter if it was panicked hitting or simply the vibration from Annette's attempts to yell out. The only way she could see this ending was to endure it. While she could do nothing to speed up the fun the corpse was having with her - not that she was even ready to entertain that idea yet - she could attempt to get Rosie off, hoping she falls back onto the grass in a dazed state again.

Annette's face grimaced as she prepared to try and make Rosie cum. She'd never done anything with a girl before, the thought had never really crossed her mind, nor was it particularly common in her village to see such partnerships. If she *did* swing that way though, Rosie would definitely be someone she could see herself fooling around with... well, the sane Rosie, minus any zombie jizz...

Annette, **** to swallow the collected filth in her mouth, tentatively pushed her glazed tongue forward into Rosie's folds slowly, unintentionally scooping out the gray sludgy contents and a few wriggling maggots that inhabited it. Through the revolting sensations and foul tastes, she did get a few hints of something warmer and sweet. She stuck her tongue back out to try and replace the awful rotting flavours with this new sweetness as she lapped at the barkeep's warm pussy with increasing rapidity. Fortunately the woman on-top of her allowed Annette enough freedom to adjust her position slightly, allowing her to breathe easier and just enough to allow her to see again. Annette's bright eyes, luckily not yet smeared with fluids, could look up at Rosie's lust-crazed expression staring down at her. The change from the woman she knew up until just a short while ago was enough to give her pause, but the barkeep didn't appreciate this, leading her to grab a handful of Annette's auburn hair and pulled it back towards her quivering slit.

The Priestesses' tongue found contact with the woman's clit as the soft thighs around her head tightened and the unmistakable moans of the girl could just about be heard above. As Annette stuck her tongue in again to repeat this effect, the zombie thrusted particularly deep inside of her folds, its lukewarm prick throbbing as she felt the cool, sludgy fluids flowing within. The taboo acts coupled with the unavoidable pleasure - even from an undead cock - invading her managed to push Annette over the edge as her own body tightened around the rotting waist below her, her soaked folds determined to receive every putrid drip it could get. Her hands grabbed up forcefully at Rosie's flesh as she moaned loudly into her, tongue firmly pushing against her most sensitive spot, causing intensified vibrations similar to those she enjoyed earlier. This rewarded the Priestess with a flowing sweetness that almost cleansed her palate from the filth she had mostly cleaned out from her.

In the immediate afterglow of unexpected bliss, Annette no longer cared about the foul grey ooze that came with her friend's juices. Not even the maggots she inadvertently crunched between her teeth as she came seemed to give her any pause. Her bare legs wrapped around the slimy necrotic creature's flesh as it remained inside of her as she gulped down her latest mouthful, causing her body to twitch in a sinful pleasure.