You’re perfume fills the air, its scent is one of ecstasy, I can not savor it enoughI ask, you answer, the moment is nearThe bubbles of love are abo...t to appearI start with your hair, it fills me with excitement, its soft texture thrills meMy hands comb it’s fabric, it is so fineYour face tells me you are readyReady for more, ready for bubbles of loveThe water is pouring, it’s just right; I’ve made sureI turn back, too stare, you fill meFill me with the passionThe love I desireI am naked, my. She knew instinctively that the nice boy from the society that came to bring her a home-cooked meal ogled her naked backside when she did her toilet duties with the bathroom door open as if by accident. It made her pussy tingle with anticipation and he did not disappoint her when he mounted her from the rear before he left and pressed into her brown eye with his thick cock not giving her time to breathe properly before pounding her into surrendered submission beneath his enthusiastic thrusts. It had some official designation, H1W1 or some such, but everyone began to call it the whore virus.While slow to onset, the virus exploits a weakness in the X chromosome to attack the brain, causing the patient's IQ to sink lower and lower over several weeks, finally resulting in a seemingly permanent coma. While everyone on the planet appeared to have contracted the virus, only the women seemed to suffer in any way from the mental degradation, or really suffer at all. Not only that, but it was. "I'm sorry it had to be like that." It's alright," smiled Paula. "Thank you for that."They shared a kiss before Kelly got up."Well, you've got to do me now, and I'm sure you'll want doing again,"said Kelly. "You did spill some blood by the way. I'll wipe it up firstif you like?" Sure. But I'm not finished by a long shot," said Paula."Neither am I!" smiled Kelly. "You taste wonderful by the way."* * *Kelly got some tissue and wiped the trickle of blood that was issuingfrom Paula's vagina."It.