Mixing buisness and pleasure.

Whatever was in the alley wasn't a threat, and Zack was where he liked to be, hidden, and in control. Padding back to the opposite corner, he sat down with his back against the wall, so he could watch the street, and the tongue woman.

Beckoning the zombie girl closer, he pulled his already hardening cock out. In business, one learned how to juggle business in pleasure, his new life as a survivor wasn’t going to change that.

The beautiful raven woman did exactly what he wanted, she knelt beside him and took his thick shaft in her warm mouth, moving her lips up and down. It felt so good to have this girl swallow his dick, that he blew out a breath and closed his eyes for a moment, just relishing her tongue.

Speaking of tongues, he needed to concentrate. While the girl continued to give him a sensual blow job, he used his rifle, and sighted the woman on the building. He checked her out one more time, enjoying the view of large breasts. The tongue was a little freaky, that it was now, ramming it self inside of her pink slit, was freakier.

Zack admitted that she was likely the biggest threat, showing more intelligence, then the others. While she could be docile, he didn’t believe he could take that chance. Resting his elbow on the building, he sighted her forehead, and took a breath. Letting it out nice and slow, he pulled the trigger. The gun roared like thunder, and he watched as a spray of blood shot from the back of the zombies head, a neat hole dead center.

The girl jerked his cock out of her mouth, and stared at him, startled, and more then a little scared. He also noticed that the zombies in the streets, didn’t seem to pay attention. He was obviously to far away for them to notice the shot.