"Camille was still being throatfucked but began to cry once she heard his plan for her new torture. John came up behind her and started pushing his co...k into her already filled ass. Camille didn't believe her pain could get any worse but she was immediately proven wrong. She started screaming again as John's cock stretched her out even further and she felt like someone was trying stick a foot into her anus."HMMMMMMMGGHGGH" Camille screamed around the cock in her throat. John started slowly but. The afternoon came and the walk home was longer. A lot longer. If he doesnt see me or hear me Ill be alright. She thought to herself. She took the long way around another street, the only other way, which hooked in walking past her usual turning point. She was going to have to come back down the same direction but she could approach her house from the opposite direction. She walked up the long winding driveway to their secluded house and approached her door still a little shaken by 24 hours. I pulled up my code and looked, but I didn't have it. Was it because they were female? No, that couldn't be. Why would women have additional genetic code that men didn't have? For the most part, both genders are the same. It had to be because of me. Each of these women bore my mark, the amber streak that hovered over their chest. They each wanted and shared me willingly. It had to be that. I was encoding them. I was affecting them as if adding code to their profiles. Only the code I added. I just blew a load up his cuntass too. Yeah. Buttfucked the pussyboy’s asscunt like he was a fifty cent whore. Yeah, I'm serious. Here. Hold on." Jay looked at me as he pulled my mouth off his cock. "Say 'Hello Bobby'," Jay ordered."Hello, Bobby," I said. I could hear a male voice saying "Holy shit" as Jay pulled the receiver away."What did I tell you? Yeah, busted this whiteboy's cherry not too long ago, both of them, mouth and ass. He's been a slut for my dick ever since. I fucked him until.