Annette wants to be defiled

Suppressing all humanity, common sense and any remaining dignity she had left, Annette leaned forward and caught its tongue with her own, rolling it around in the thick yellow filth and the half dozen maggots it contained. Her taste buds were overwhelmed with the disgusting flavour that, even in her lust-filled mind, she could not ignore, causing her to wince. Pulling back her tongue and breaking the strand of mixed spittle between her and the corpse, she went back in with her perfect lips, clamping down around the zombie's tongue and slowly pulling all the nasty features it had back into her mouth before swallowing the maggot-loaded, sludge-like mixture down.

*..mmhm...gulp~* Annette groaned as felt the slimy concoction slide into her stomach

"Ugh.. this is so nasty, but so fucking good..."

Annette fully removes her ripped blouse, exposing her chest further. Hungry for more, she leaned forward and mimicking the zombie earlier, shoved her tongue into its mouth, probing the missing parts of gums, exploring for the same rotten flavour she finds herself addicted to. Her hands reached behind the zombie, her fingernails dug into its rotten flesh and she pushed her breasts into the decaying torso of the creature. She moaned into the undead's mouth as her right tit entered the hole she ran her hand through earlier, remembering it housed countless maggots who were now crawling all over her erect nipple inside of the zombie's chest. The sensation of the maggots and the taboo act of giving herself, mind and body, to the monster in her living room was pushing her over the edge as her panties were getting soaked. Without pulling her lips or hands off the creature, she raised herself and positioned her crotch on the zombie's thigh and begun to dry-hump the putrescent flesh beneath her.

Rocking back and forth, the inexperienced priestess brought herself to a quick orgasm, fuelled by her unthinkable actions and the idea that her goddess was watching her give her all to this walking corpse without any hesitancy. Arching her back she broke the kiss with a sick pop, causing strings of her now-contaminated saliva to break from the mouth of the undead much like the thicker, gooey strings of rot that stained her tits. Maggots fell from the rotting cavity her breast had sealed as they landed in the ever-growing pool of her juices, leaking down the rough contours of the zombie's leg flesh. Catching her breath, she leaned forward again and placed her head on the mushy shoulder of the zombie and began to give her new lover a flurry of quick kisses.

"It doesn't bother me if you're watching this from up there Goddess Erena, this feels incredible..."