A woman, 50 years old, with a wide-eyed stare and matted hair, lay on the bed in an abandoned house. Her body was covered in dirt and grime, her breasts sagged from exhaustion. She was filthy and exhausted

The apocalypse had come and the world was a desolate wasteland. A woman, 50 years old, with a wide-eyed stare and matted hair, lay on the bed in an abandoned house. Her body was covered in dirt and grime, her breasts sagged from exhaustion. She was filthy and exhausted from days of walking through the ruins of civilization. Despite her appearance, she had a powerful gaze that commanded attention. Her dilapidated clothes were torn apart by the elements, revealing her hardened nipples and anus hole that gaped open like a hungry mouth waiting to be filled with something thick and creamy. She reached out for me with trembling hands as I took off my clothes to satisfy her primal urges.