Cum filled squirtgun

You give a sigh of relief when you realize you've found another survivor.

When your hand goes to your sleeve, it comes away sticky and wet, "What the?" You say again, feeling the slightly slimy texture of the fluid.

Lowering the squirt gun, the man double checks the front door, risking a quick glance through the drapes beside the door to make sure things are clear.

"What's with the squirt gun?" You ask softly, wondering what good something like that could possibly do.

"Two thirds water, one third cum," He says as if that explains everything.