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He heard the gunshot from downstairs. Rushing up to the bedroom he found Sarah on the bed, a gaping hole where here left eye should be. He sighed, “she must have not been able to take the pressure”. He had met Sarah a couple days after the world had ended, they decided to stick together for safety. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t fantasized about fucking her. Ever since they had met he had imagined grasping those hips of hers and taking her from behind. He left the room, but stopped himself in the hallway. The world had ended, there were no rules anymore. No one would ever know if he dicided to have a little fun. He stepped back into the room and stripped, eyes roaming Sarah’s cooling body. They came to a stop at the hole in her head and he figured why not experiment. He lined up and pressed his cock against the socket, sliding inside with a wet pop. He grasped her head and began to thrust, going slowly. It wasn’t a unpleasant sensation, wetter then he would have enjoyed but still comfortable. He came inside her head, then moved on to the rest of her.

He ended up getting to fuck her from behind, it was as pleasurable as he had hoped.


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