Jill lay bent across the bar, panting as the zombie stopped its movement. For a moment she thought perhaps her undead rapist was going to stop, but then it seemed to move and lift her along with it, the creature sitting down and lifting her onto its lap, his ice-cold cock never leaving her body.
"Oh my god..." she moaned as it began to lift her up and down, her breasts starting to bounce inside of her tube top. As tight as the article of clothing was, she wasn't wearing a bra beneath it, so there was nothing to hold her chest in place.<|im_end|>
And soon, even the tubetop was gone as the zombie's hands seemed to get a mind of their own, wandering up her body, stopping on her sizable chest then pulling the clothing right down to her waist like her skirt. All the while, it was thrusting up inside of her, the power of its thrusts lifting her up and bouncing her just like it had done with its hands just moments ago.<|im_end|>