Unless this is just the beginning...

Vittoria attempted to pull away, both from the leering, bony zombie assaulting her mouth, as well as the more larger one before her. It was fruitless, even the lesser of the two proving a little stronger than it looked. She shoved her one free hand at the zombie infront, barely shifting it as it cupped her like some dumb brute. If anything, it only caused it to knead at the voluptuous curvature of her ass, clueless but curious as she tried to push it again. No cigar.

Finally the zombie to her left released from her mouth, causing Vittoria to gasp a little and feign a retching sound whilst pushing out her tongue. "Urgh!" She wanted nothing more than to wipe off her tongue, but it was about the be the least of her worries. The withered zombie grasped at the fabric of her dress amidst it's grope of her tit, roughly pulling to the side and down. There was nothing she could do as her pale, shapely bosom was exposed to the night with a jostle and quickly grabbed by slender fingers. The zombie's face loomed beside her own forebodingly, letting her supple titflesh slightly bulge within it's grasp. Vittoria shouted. "Stop!! No!" Her panicked scowl fell on deaf, lifeless ears. Her assailant hooking it's fingers into the other side of her dress and firmly pulling it straight to the right. Vittoria's full, weighted chest spilled forth into the gloomy, heavy air that surrounded her. "No, no!!!"

The slightly **** zombie to her front motioned her wrist up and at her side in it's grasp, further displaying her luscious tits to the air. It's hand over her rear released and shifter up and across the freshly-bared breast, grazing her rapidly-stiffening, thicker nipple with it's softer, leathery touch. It didn't get much of a feel before the more eager of the two shifted itself, lowering it's deathly mouth and latching over her nipple and areola alike. It struggled to get any kind of seal, almost bumping the larger zombie's hand out of the way. Instead it seemed to nuzzle, gum and dryly suck over her nipple and breast alike, just about able to suck in a portion with it's sunken cheeks. "Uurgh, fuck!" Vittoria practically screamed. Her heart raced, horrified ..and yet, a part of her wanted to bite to lip, as if she could feel an excitement building within her. Did it feel ...good? No, no... She told herself in her mind.

That shriveled mouth nursed and softly gnawed at her breast, fully bringing her larger nipple to full fruition within it's decayed confines. It was cool, damp and dank, yet it didn't feel cold. It's rotten tongue only added to that unusual sensation, lapping lazily over the edges of her areola and nipple in kind. One more, the lumbering one before her cupped at her breast, just as the mouth of the first left it. This time it squeezed, softly kneading the now-damp and slightly glistening skin. By now Vittoria had stopped in her tracks, scrunching her face in disdain and denial.