“Where do you want them delivered?”“Where are they now?” “On the moon,” Glenda replied. “Selena Medical Complex.”“Why?”“Standard...hostage rescue procedure,” Georgia butted in. “Johnny Dorman could have infected them with a virus.”“He did,” Annette said. “It was a very nasty little bug. Did you know that viruses rewrite DNA? Host DNA? We removed it successfully and undid the damage that Mr. Dorman’s virus inflicted.”Even when dead, Johnny Dorman and the MMD were still killing. Made me think about. Around 4am, a small group of girls and I found ourselves in the last open bar in the basement. Under the stone arches barely lit, warm and sweaty bodies shone like lamps flickering. I was intoxicated by all kinds of substances. Sprawled on a couch. I plissais eyes, what were they, who kissed who? Came face to fit into my field of vision, the face of a smiling girl, beggar, why you do not amuse me, she said. She kissed me to see, I felt absolutely nothing terrible. Politeness, I moved a little. My sister making squelching gagging sounds in front of me. It was ecstasy. I could feel my mom’s cunt taking my cock. I was going to cum soon.I pulled back and slammed into mom once more, jamming my cock into her, and that was it.Mom moaned out pitifully through the wall as her climax crested and small squirts of girl-cum began sputtering and splashing loudly against the bathroom floor. After one final slutty moan, she submitted to her violent orgasm. One massive orgasmic contraction after. We stood naked looking at each other, I knelt down at his feet and took his man meat gently into my hands, it was throbbing like it was about to explode. I kissed his penile head which caused him to moan and slipped my tongue around it's head. He shuddered from anticipation and placed his hands upon my head gently pulling me to his tremendous tool. As I opened my mouth to receive his massive tool, I heard him began to whimper. As I slowly sucked on his penile head, I could feel drops of liquid.