"Yep," Kyle nodded enthusiastically, "but we just found out this morningso we don't know how bad yet."I nodded again, frowning as I thought about Sher...y with the Bug. Or atleast that was what we sometimes called it. The technical name wasBurke's Biomorphic Virus, though people called it a variety of things,usually being Burke's Bug, the Bug or just simply Burke's. No matterwhat it was called though, the Bug was still the same.For a moment I was lost in thought, thinking about the Bug. About how. I spotted a decrepit looking building with a flashing neon sign in front that said "Hotel Dallas". It was getting dark. I went into the lobby. I passed some worn out looking furniture where some bums were sleeping and went to the desk. The clerk was an older latino guy who seemed surprised to see me. I guess I didn't realize how out of place my youthfulness and skin color made me. I asked him how much for a room."How old are you, k**?" he asked me."I'm 25," I answered him, which, looking back. I kiss my way back down her leg and into her inner thigh. The sweet scent of her young pussy fills my nose. It’s so intoxicating. I kiss her white panties and can feel the damp fabric on my lips. The taste is even better than the smell but I need to taste more. I pull her panties to side, exposing her lady lips to me. I immediately begin to lap at her sodden slit. The taste is divine, like sweet nectar.“Oh fuck” she moans loudly as both her hands hold the back of my head. I lap faster at her. I looked down and saw a clear, sticky liquid coating my nipple where his cock head bumped it. I thought it was my own saliva until I lifted his shaft with one hand and watched as more of the viscous fluid oozed from the tip with my grip.Curious, I bent down and licked it. It was sweet and a little sticky, like watered down honey. I wondered if this was the fabled precum I had read about in my dirty stories. Whatever it was, I liked it. He moaned as he licked my vagina and the sensation of.