~28~
Merle Dixon loved women. But he loved them with big boobs the most.
Daryl Dixon never cared. Boobs, ass, legs, pretty face, it never mattered to him. After all, he prefered quick fucks in the dark.
But now... in the middle of the zombie apocalypse... he became a boobs~man, too. Like his brother.
He loved Carol's breasts.
Loved to kiss them, to knead them, sucking on the pert nipples. Kissing the softness of those beautiful mounds.
But... he also became a leg~man.
He loved Carol's long, slender legs, smooth as silk, wrapped around his waist, resting on his broad shoulders.
But...he also became an ass~man.
He loved to massage Carol's beautiful cheeks, grabbing them, kissing them, biting them. Loved the way, they quivered, when he playfully spanks them.
And... he became a sucker for a pretty face.
He loved Carol's soulful eyes, her kissable lips, her skin like porcelain, dotted with freckles.
He loved her smile.
It took the end of the world for him to discover his preferences in women.
Apparently, he was a Carol~man.
