" I could barely manage a slight shaking my of my head, as fear, his voice and his hands made my cock painfully hard."Like the drink?" The whisper mad... my back arch, and pushed my balls in his palm." The "Afro" was a chemical just hitting the market nationwide. Only affecting Caucasian men 18 to 40. Is a new intense female hormone. It fuses to the DNA and begins to slowly change the code." Fear had been a permanent look on my face as I told myself it wasn't real. My head simply shut down. I had. The room was pitch black, and the air was softly moving from a vent nearby. Other than the hiss of the air in the vent, there was no sound.A few cautious steps carried her to the edge of the bed. The cover was soft and obviously recently laundered, its fresh scent wafted through the darkness to her nose. There was also a very masculine and heady scent, something that stirred the primal need within her, and made her smooth, shaved little pussy seep thickly onto her soft, milky thighs. There. While he was doing that, Scott had come over and was working his way up my inner legs to my pussy. I moaned a bit which caused Ben to stop and watch with a jealous look in his eye. I motioned for him to come over and he left Lori and basically shoved Scott out of the way. Scott shrugged and he lay on his back under Ben. Lori crouched over Scott and began to ride him while Scott licked and sucked at Ben's cock. I wasn't sure Ben was aware of who was giving him the blowjob, but he was enjoying. It wasn’t as we were short of meat. Rugar and Gabon had dropped a pair of wild cattle on the trek today and they were even now being cooked. The fishing was just a way to get Gogra away from the group so we could chat in peace.I did have a couple of fishing poles with me as well. As I said, I’d planned this before leaving our cave. They were two slim saplings that had been stripped of bark, sized for use, and sanded down. I’d tied a length of string to each pole and had attached a bone hook to.