You’re interrupted

As you stand face to face with Ashley, whose face is still contorted from her intense climax, you feel the warmth of the drops of your cum which has spattered onto your stomach, and how your penis has remained its hardness.
Leaning forwards, you attempt to steal a kiss from Ashley, who responds wholeheartedly, thrusting her tongue into your mouth and grabbing you by the neck to **** your face towards hers.

The kiss ends, and you feel Ashley’s warm breath on your face as the voluptuous blonde keeps you close to her.
Stepping back from the wall and allowing Ashley to put her feet back on the ground, you’re delighted to find that she instantly goes for your dick, once more wrapping her slender fingers around its trunk and starting to stroke it, sticky ropes of cum slithering down her pelvis as she cups your ass with her other hand, roughly digging her digits into the flesh of your right buttock.
“So, do I get to pick what we’ll do next?” The lovely blonde asks you, and rounds off by shooting you a smile which is completely void of her earlier smugness.

You begin to emit your response, but only the first syllables get out before the rest is muted by a loud bang.
Shocked, you realise that the bang must have come from a shot being fired close by just as a second shot is heard.

Far too panicked to stop to get your clothes back on, you simply whip up your gun from the floor and rush for the room where the others are holed up, flying down the set of derelict concrete stairs which lead from your lookout point to where they’re at.
Tackling the semi-opened door, you plunge into the room and land on your knees, gun in hand.

Looking up, you see Marcus’ standing with his back to the door, aiming the shotgun at Tanner, the old man lying on his back about five feet from the hulking figure.
Over in a corner, Erin and Brittney are squatting, the two terrified girls embracing each other while they stare at Marcus with terror in their eyes.
Spotting you, Brittney opens her mouth and struggles to say anything before blurting out “Shoot him!”.

Brittney’s cry to you triggers Marcus to start turning around towards you. Even with the shotgun smoking from both of its barrels, you don’t take any changes and squeeze down on the trigger of your gun, screaming hard as a bullet exits the barrel with a loud bang to smash into Marcus’ broad back.
Acting on instincts, you pulled the trigger again and again until you’re out of bullets, leaving Marcus riddled and bleeding.

Blood pouring out of both corners of his mouth, Marcus takes a step towards you and you crawl back up on your feet just as Ashley comes through the door and slams right into you, sending both of you falling onto the floor.
Stopping in his track, Marcus looks first at you and Ashley, then at Erin and Brittney, and slowly begins to lean forwards.
“You fuck…” The man finally grunts at you, and falls forwards to land on his stomach.

Still holding your emptied gun in a two-handed grip, you rise up once more and carefully move past Marcus to where Tanner’s at.
The old man is shot up real bad, both shotgun blasts having caught him in the abdomen, and your realise that he’s far too damaged for you to be able to anything about it.

“Oh hell…” The old man grunts as he looks up at you, “Looks like we made a real mess of this, didn’t we?”
“What happened!?” You cry out to him, your voice sounding unusually high-pitched.
“That bastard got hold of the shotgun and shot me up close. I fell over… and he shot me again.” Tanner dispassionately explains, looking paler with every passing second.
“There’s got to be something we can do!” Brittney cries out, having come up behind you.
“Fix the plant…” Tanner’s sounding real weak now, despite you pressing your hands against his shredded chest in a **** attempt to apply some pressure to the wound.

It takes a second or two before you realise that Tanner’s died, after which you pull your hands away from him in terror.
Baffled by what has happened, you can’t believe that this is actually real, Clint Eastwood never died…
“What are we going to do now, Alex?” You hear Erin ask you from her position in the corner.