Curiously, her rapist's assault slows to a halt as her screams and shrieks die down and she begins whimpering and begging. Without pulling out, the zombie lifts one of her legs and twists her hips to the side, turning her whole body so she's lying on her back before resuming the merciless violation. From this position, Alisia could perfectly see the lifeless husk that was her first man, its ugly twisted visage and the oozing black gash she left with her attack on its torso. She could also clearly see its vile, pulsating member dipping into her traitorous pussy and any attempt of turning away from her own rape brought the celestial violation in the sky into her field of vision. Was there no escape? Her tits bounced and swayed with each heavy thrust and the bard could tell, if she gives in, if her last resolve breaks here it's all over...