As the final test subject is brought into the lab, Dr. Thorne carefully inspects him and begins preparing her equipment. "Let's make this quick," she whispers to Jessica, her eyes darting nervously between the zombie and Lean. Despite her anxiousness, she cannot help but feel a sense of anticipation as they await the results of this final experiment.

With a nod from Dr. Thorne, Lean positions himself behind the test subject, his cock already hardening in anticipation.

Jessica swallows hard as she watches the scene unfold before her, unable to look away despite the growing sense of unease in her stomach. She holds her breath, waiting for Dr. Thorne's signal to begin. The tension in the air is palpable, every movement seeming magnified under the weight of their expectations.

The door flies off its hinges and crashes to the floor as you shoot it precisely in the head. A group of zombies staggers backward, momentarily disoriented by the force of your shot. You quickly roll out of bed and grab your silencer M4A1, motioning for Karen to stay behind you.

Karen nods gratefully and takes the silencer pistol from you, checking to make sure it's loaded before aiming it at the approaching zombies. "On three," she whispers. "One... two... THREE!" She fires a shot at one of the zombies, hitting it square in the chest and sending it sprawling backwards. The other zombies hesitate for only a moment, their attention now on Karen as they begin to lunge towards her.

The love zombie woman collapses to the ground, gasping for breath as the last of your orgasmic spasms rock through her body. Her legs tremble and her ass clenches around your still-hard cock, milking it for every drop of cum you have left to give.

"T... thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes glazed over with pleasure and pain. "I'll be ready for you again soon..."

You lean down, pressing your lips to the love zombie woman's ear and whisper, "Don't worry, I'll come back. And when I do... we'll have even more fun." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what you might have planned for her next time.

With a final groan, you pull out of her ass, leaving a trail of cum and torn flesh in your wake. The love zombie woman watches you as you clean up, her eyes filled with desire and submission.

Her words come out in a moan as she nods eagerly, her body still shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. You push your fingers deeper inside her, lubricated by her own juices, and feel her tightness grip you like a vice as you begin to thrust slowly, carefully.

"Yes...," she gasps, arching into you again as you fill her up, the connection between them almost painfully intense. "I need more..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust inside her, the fullness driving her even higher. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving shallow scratches as she clings to you, her body arching off the mattress with each powerful stroke. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, tears welling up in her eyes as she feels herself spiraling towards another climax.

"Flint..." she gasps, her voice raw with need and desire. "I'm close... I can feel it..."