”“Guess you guys should have focused on fucking each other, not twisting all that lust, sublimating it into anger and hate,” I scoffed at the gr...up, “any thoughts about going ahead and grabbing some new converts from among their wives to add to Uncle Curtis’s sixty-nine?”“You lead, we follow, boss!” Lisa teased me now.“Take us to your wives ... and girlfriends, boys!” I ordered the now nude ex-Klansmen to guide us to their humble or not-so-humble homes.Mary Anne was first on the list, faithful. She rushed to the bathroom mirror.What stared back at her was a scene from a charnel house. Blood covered the lower half of her face, and her chin was practically caked in gore. She carefully washed her face, searching for the injury, but there was none.What had happened?A few minutes before:Detective Dianna Shepherd awoke to someone pounding on her door. What the hell? she thought to herself, putting on a robe.As she looked through the spyhole she beheld one of the most beautiful women that. It was easy to lose track of what was happening when you were paying attention to what they were doing. Then I felt she had something I wasn’t quite sure what it was but I went with the feeling. She clench on to me when I released the chemical signal to her, not that I knew what I had done. Her body was giving its dna and what she thought would improve the mutation process I got distinct impression that her body was in chaos at the beginning because I had taken so long between injection and. "Can you hear that mate? Can you hear your wife moaning? She's loving it isn't she mate? Listen to her." Nothing he said was said nastily or unpleasantly. He seemed like a good guy and he was right, Emma was clearly enjoying the feeling. I looked down as his cock plunged in to my wife, as it sank in it forced cum out of her pussy which gushed back over the shaft of his cock. It was too much for me and my cock jerked in my hand and three spurts of cum shot out, one hitting Emma on the back of.