行尸走肉第3季

Abby forcefully pushed Ryan into the wall of the ally, placing her hands on the cold bricks and pinning Ryan against the wall.

"I can't wait any longer," She said in a breathy voice. Feeling her engorged clitoris pressing into her damp panties, she squatted down, reaching under her skirt to rub her needy love button.

With her free hand, she loosened his belt and dropped his pants, exposing his erection.

Seeing his heat-seeking missile spring free, her hunger blazed into an inferno.

Grabbing his bulge, she took him into her mouth, her craze making her engulf his joystick. Feeling his cockhead bump the back of her throat, she was besotted with excitement.

Ryan held her crown as his biological urge forced him to buck his hips.

Fucking her face, Ryan felt a wave of euphoria seeing Mila's sister blowing his rod. The naughty act of exhibition adding heat to his debaucherous arousal.

"I know you were the one that saved my sister," Abby said as she shifted to lick his family jewels. "But that makes this all the hotter."

Ryan tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear and said, "How are you so sure it was me?"

Continuing to caress his balls with her tongue, she clasped his cock with her palm, elegantly stroking his throbbing member. "I knew since I first laid eyes on you."

Rolling her palm on his cockhead she said, "Her body unconsciously trembled the first time you walked on stage."

"It was barely noticeable, but I caught it." Lightly kissing his base, she grasped his circumference, smacking it against her cheek.

Groaning, Ryan sensed his cock twitch and leaked a drop of pre-cum onto her chin.

Raising one eyebrow, Abby plucked the liquid with her index finger eyeing it suspiciously.

Widening her eyes, she quickly stuffed her finger into her mouth.

Euphoria washed over her senses as a wave of contentment unleashed inside her body.

Witnessing the busty redhead lick his precum madly, Ryan felt a strong urge erupt in his groin and grabbed the back of her dome.

Feeling his will, Abby promptly took his length back into her mouth.

Consuming his entire length, Abby's appetite grew as her fingers gyrated between her legs.

Leaning into her, Ryan reached for her ample ass, delivering a smack.

Bracing her free hand against the wall, her mouth constricted over his cock.

Hiking up her skirt, he saw the blooming blush on her ass redden further as he lashed her again.

The lewdness of the scenario made Abby intoxicated. Feeling her facial muscles contract and her toes starting to curl, she shuttered, moaning onto Ryan's thick shaft.

Feeling the point of no return, she dug her free hand into Ryan's hip as she came, spasming as her mouth wrapped around his cock.

Pulsing from the wet heat, Ryan growled, arching his neck as he blew his load into her throat.

Staggering backward, Ryan leaned his back on the ally wall.

Seeing Abby's blissed-out face and her body starting to convulse from the sensory overload, he lowered himself down the wall until his butt hit the cement.

Waiting until her body stopped shaking, he picked her up and raced toward his dorm room.

===

"Tell me again why we have to work for this brat?" A large, sturdy woman sporting a military cut said.

"Mura, the kids right there," The petite leader with model-like facial features pointed to Gregory and said. "We're here at the behest of his mother, Duchess of the Vanroth family."

Puffing out his chest, Gregory slightly tucked his chin and said, "Naomi is right. My mother ordered you to come here, so you ran like the dog you were."

Staring at Gregory with wide eyes, Naomi slowly turned toward Mura.

Mura's face was flushed, the veins on her neck throbbing as her jaw clenched.

"Mura, don't make a rash decision… this is a duke's son," Naomi said, gripping Mura's shoulders.

As Naomi thought she'd have to restrain Mura, Gregory shouted, "I saw him! He just went into the dorms!"

Both girls looked at Gregory and then towards the dorms.

"Let's go; we've got a man to catch."

===

Ryan briskly opened his door and lay Abby down on the couch.

Feeling Deja vu from last night, he turned towards the room that housed Emily.

Recalling he needed to feed her a pill, he headed into her room.

[Conversion Time Remaining: 5 Days, 18 Hours, 36 Minutes, 50 Seconds]

Checking on her time, he thanked the heavens that the time didn't increase.

"I'm not thanking you," Ryan muttered, addressing the "actual" heavens.

After feeding her the pill, he checked on the sisters.

Walking over to Izzy, Ryan peeled off her robe, checking her body for any rashes.

As her curvy hips spread open, Ryan assured himself, 'It's for her health.'

Not seeing anything, he moved upward toward her cleavage. 'I have to touch them… to ensure they didn't deflate.'

Groping her pillows, Ryan felt their weight and twisted his mouth as he muttered, "These have grown."

He turned towards Lizzy, thinking, 'Will her pears grow into melons?'

Slowly advancing, he loosened her robe, feeling her curves. Sighing, he said, "You two are like fire and ice."

Not only had Lizzy's breasts not grown, but Ryan was 90% sure they had decreased in size.

Saying a silent prayer, Ryan voiced, "God of breasts, god of bumps, god of cleavage, god of jugs, god of bosoms, god of racks, please help Lizzy to have a bigger chest."

Ryan didn't care how big Lizzy's breasts were, but he knew Lizzy envied Izzy's size.

Finishing his exam, Ryan covered Lizzy back up. About to head out of the room, Ryan paused, hearing a loud crash, and saw his front door fly off its hinges.

"Anthony Dire, we're going to need you to come with us," Mura said, her brass voice reverberating around Ryan's room.

Frowning, Ryan crossed his arms and said, "Ladies, if you wanted to enter my room so badly, you could've knocked."

Seeing Gregory walk in behind the two, Ryan raised his eyebrows and said, "If it isn't the little pipsqueak!"

"You won't get away this time!" Gregory chirped, showing his usual misplaced confidence.

Smiling enigmatically, Ryan raised his eyebrows and said, "We'll see, won't we."