What kind of a moron wimp do you take me for. By surprising me he stood a good chance that I would either walk out, like I did, or hit him and spend t...e night in jail, like I should have. Either way he knew that once he walked in that door, you and I were not going to be having sex last night. That was his plan and it worked"I had noticed that the overnight bag that Linda took to the hotel was near the stairs. I opened it and started looking through it. "What are you looking for?" Linda. She smiled at me and began to play with my balls as she was stroking my cock. This went on for a few minutes and she was enjoying the freedom to do what she wanted so I just laid there and took in the pleasure. I noticed that she was moving around again, and I opened my eyes to catch her lifting her leg so she could be on top of me with her pussy facing me. She looked back at me and said I have always dreamed about doing this with you, just let me know again if you are getting ready to cum. I. The youth screams, legs buckling, quickly brought to his knees by pain. I hear the crack of splintering bone.For a moment, the others stare open-mouthed.Then they go for her.She is too fast, a blur among them. Shrieks of pain. Hers or theirs?I fear for her, call to her, "Oh God! Chloe!"Three are down, only one standing. The runt of the pack, he backs away, the fear in his eyes absolute, an utter dread that wracks his features. But there is more than fear; there is abhorrence, a recoiling from. It was such a rush to be fucked like that, told right at the end they were poz, feeling the cum emptying into my hole, getting it whether I wanted it or not; which of course I did!I asked him a bunch of questions about how he got infected and he told me he had been infected a number of times. The first was from two guys he met on a beach in Johannesburg, Africa who were both poz and he was chasing so they both knocked him up. Then he told me he’s taken many loads from about 15 supposedly.