... She crawls forward again ...

Knowing that she had definitely created a chance to escape from this situation...

"... H-he.. could get up again, he could still catch me..." she murmured to herself, in a feeble attempt to justify her actions

Still dripping clumpy gray cum onto the grass below, she crawled towards the now-prone creature, eyes fixated on its unholy manhood. Annette's tongue briefly left her lower lip, contacting some of the remaining acrid substance that had painted her face several times.

Her taste buds went crazy, trying to parse the mixture of horrible flavours of the thick liquid. Instinctively she winced in response, but this time she didn't make any attempts to remove it from her mouth, but drew her tongue back into her mouth as if to build up a tolerance to the offensive tastes... Seconds felt like minutes as somehow, perhaps her taste buds numbed, she could open her eyes again and tried it again. This time, her finger pressed against the top of her cheek and moved down her glazed skin, collecting the chunky gray matter until she had a little lump of the disgusting mixture and hovered it in front of her mouth. Her rational senses begged her for a change of heart, anything to avoid the insanity she was about to inflict upon herself.

It seems as if Annette was all out of rational decisions now - demonstrated by her rosy lips parting again as she slowly curled the contaminated finger over her bottom lip - trying her best to fight her body from shuddering - before closing her lips around it and sucking it clean. The deplorable act immediately was rewarded by her pussy as it drenched her underwear as she moaned around her finger before popping it free from her now-polluted mouth. The Priestesses' tongue found and probed the globules of filth around her gums, as she obsessively explored the sickening substance. Hitting a small bit of resistance, she scooped up a little and rolled it around on her tongue, as if panning for gold. Eventually the sticky fluids watered down from the woman's saliva, revealing the little white body of a maggot. Its existence entirely predictable from the infested body she had been servicing, she wasn't particularly surprised at this revelation, but nonetheless she did get a flutter of intense taboo-filled pleasure. While she had most likely had some in her mouth when she shared a sickening zombie kiss in her house, this was now entirely voluntary...

The chapel-owner spent a few seconds playing with the wriggling invader in her mouth, before collecting the contaminants back onto her tongue and **** herself to swallow the revolting mess. While diluted, the sticky cold globs did take a moment to flow down her throat, enhancing the twisted kick she was experiencing. Her broken mind told her this was good. "As a woman, its expected of me to swallow for a man..." repeated in her head, not disclosing the exact conditions of man she was enacting this new rule for...

Her beautiful green eyes refocussed on the messy zombie cock in front of her, mouth watering. What little of her right mind existed at this point couldn't believe what she had done and what she was intending to do, while the ever-expanding perverted mind wanted to fill her stomach with the dribbling gray fluids trailing down the maggot-infested flesh rod opposite her. Mind made up, she lowered herself onto the ground and moved up so that her head was level with the monster's dick. Pulling a strand of her ginger hair behind her ear, a few maggots separated from some of the cum that splashed it earlier. Undisturbed, she brought her slimy finger to her lips and popped them into the back of her mouth as she stuck her tongue out and plunged her head down onto the putrid member.

*Author's note: Probably the grossest thing I've written thus far, lmao. Or hottest, depending on how down the zombie-sex rabbit hole you are! The fact that I'm writing a note here and it's not even a bad end yet should speak volumes...