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No. 421
She skillfully caught the sipper between her sharp fingers and pulled it down. With the overall straps however, she wasn't as gentle, she pressed her finger under it snapping them in a quick movement. The female then swiftly pulled the mechanic's baggy overalls down reveling his tight, rather dirty from the lack of change, white boxershorts.
Ellis eyes widened. The female infected grabbed his boxers and pulled them down in a swift movement. The Witch then slid her fingers through his dark pubic hair and stared at his uncovered, flaccid manhood for a second. She suddenly rose to her feet and begun pulling off her white shorts and top. She then descended and placed herself on top of his thighs. The mechanic flinched when he felt her cool entrance slowly grind over his balls and dick. The female let out something sounding much like a moan and begun rutting faster. For Ellis, it felt more uncomfortable then arousing. She leaned forward and pressed her breast towards Ellis face. He stared at the grayish nipple for a while before taking it in his mouth and sucking on it lightly. It tasted a bit salty from sweat, but was otherwise tasteless.
She moaned and he could feel the Witch's vagina begin to heat up, leaving a moist trail of fluids. The young mechanic let go of her nipple. He grunted and closed his eyes. He let go of a hiss when the infected bent down and engulfed one of his nipples, tracing the outline with her tongue. He blushed in embarrassment and arousal as his member begun to stir.
It soon retreated when a high pitch screech from a Hunter interrupted the silent surroundings. It landed behind the Witch. It was a male. He trotted towards them with a skeptic expression on his face. The Witch however, seemed not to notice him or if she just ignored him. She grind Ellis once more semi hardened cock. The Hunter bent down and sniffed the Witch's entrance and Ellis dick curiously. The Witch spun around when she felt the Hunters nose accidentally slide over her moist external labium. He leered worryingly up at her. The Witch suddenly screeched and threw herself over the hunter and a forceful wrestling match begun between the two.
Ellis watched helplessly as the two infected screamed and laced out on each other as two fighting street cats. He considered using the moment to escape, but soon gave up the idea. If the Witch where to follow he would soon be in the middle of the two fighting infected and with his sprained ankle he would hardly be able to run very far. So he watched helplessly as the two fought violently, hoping they would not get too close to him. The mechanic wondered for a moment why Coach and Nick hadn't tried looking for him. But as soon he remembered Rochelle, he understood why. He sighted and laid his head down on the cold payment.
The Witch suddenly grabbed the Hunter and threw him over her shoulders. The Hunter landed with a surprised yelp on top of Ellis. He clanged to the human and buried his face into his shoulder, giving out tiny frightened whimpers. The Witch strode around them watching angrily at the Hunter. Ellis could feel the Hunter tremble with fear and his hitched, rapid breathing against his neck. He felt an almost comforting roll towards the Hunter and smirked.
The female infected growled at the two then stopped by the Hunters back. The Hunter suddenly yelped and looked over his shoulder at the Witch. She was prodding her face between the Hunters legs biting slightly at the fabric. He let out a tiny, pitiful screech and buried his face under Ellis chin. The mechanic carefully placed his hands on the hunters hood, pulling it down. The infected either didn't seem to mind or was too frightened to do anything. He had a bundle of dark hair on top of his head and Ellis gently slid his hand through it. The Hunter let out something sounding like a confused purr in the back of his throat.
The Witch let out a annoyed grunt and tried to pull at the Hunters pants. Ellis hastily took control before the Witch could latch out on the male's junk. The pants where pulled down and reveled the Hunters lack of underwear. The mechanic caressed his hands over the hunters bare bottom, kneading them slightly. The Hunter let out a slight purr of approval.
The female bent down and licked along the Hunter's flaccid cock drawing a moan in return. Ellis continued kneading the Hunter's soft behind, sometimes sliding his fingers between the ass cheeks tickling his puckered entrance. The Hunter grunted and let out a puff of hot air. It felt weird in many ways. He knew they where infected, but seeing the familiar expression of pain and lust show themselves on the Hunters face, reminded him that they had been human, once. And he missed seeing it. Missed being surrounded by people. Missed being close to humans. Missed being touched.
Ellis could feel the hunters erection occasionally grind against his own, and without further duo, Ellis carefully slid one finger pass the Hunter's entrance, to the soft and warmth inside. The male infected didn't say anything, just clung to him more tightly. The Witch grabbed the Hunter's cock and slowly began to pull the foreskin up over the tip and down again. He let out a small, lustful whimper.
The mechanic slowly pressed another finger to join the other one and begun scissoring and feeling the inner walls. The Hunter grunted a little in protest but made no attempt to stop him. He withdrew his fingers and placed his hands on the Hunter's hips. He looked up at the infected's face and placed himself by his entrance. Then slowly, begun to press himself inside, seeing every emotion that flickered over the Hunter's face. The infected groaned a little and meet his thrusts eagerly. Ellis let out a low moan when the other male's tight walls closed in around his hardened member. When he was fully sheathed then withdrew and slowly pressed himself in again.
The Hunter wiggled a little on top of him and pressed harder down onto his member. Taking the hint, Ellis begun a slow, speeding rhythm of thrusting in and out of the infected. The Hunter let out a shivering moan and scraped his claws along the payment.
The Witch sat beside them, watching. She let out a disapproving snort and lifted herself over Ellis face. She let out a loud moan when Ellis lips touched her moist vagina. He kissed it slightly before sucking and biting lightly at the lips, teasing her. She tasted a bit soar and musky, but not in a bad way. She grunted and lowered herself even more. The mechanic slid his tongue around the walls, before sliding it in, then out again, beginning to lap at her clit.
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