“50%, 60%”A loud scream attracted Turner's attention - he turned just in time to see as one of the male viruses, wearing a classy suit, shoot his ...trings into green-haired, female officer's throat. The virus disappeared right after.He turned back, just in time to see the flushed kimono-clad virus moaning loudly.“90%, 95% -ready!?” the officer asked as he looked at the virus “100%!”With last squeeze the white strings shot from her nipples, watery strings of data shot from her pussy and she. I was in heaven and wasn’t quite ready for what happened next although I should have been. He brought his head up and was now standing behind me and I could feel his cock rubbing my crack searching for home base. My arse was well lubricated with Daddy’s saliva and when I felt the head at the opening I braced myself, “Just relax sweetheart” he said as I let out a sigh and he pushed in, “What the fuck” I screamed out as daddy pushed in taking my anal virginity, as he eased inside my tight hole. We were going to our room through the hallway and I happen to search the room key. But I could not find it. She had a lot of vodka shots. She didn’t know what she was doing. I was drunk as well. She decided to help me find the room key. She was kissing me and started to remove my shirt in search of the key.She could not find it. Slowly she started removing my pant and searched it. This made me horny and my dick started growing inside my boxers. She felt it was a room key and pulled it out. She. ." Why do you have to die?" yelled a particularly stupid, impatient reporter.I looked up, saying, "Shut her up please, angel."The angel appeared, zoomed toward the reporter, picked her up, and with her screaming in terror, carried her away across the fields."What's it going to do with her?"I looked up to say, "Him too please, angel."Another angel appeared, and repeated the process with the male reporter. He repeated his part of the process by screaming. My cover story required me to be unhappy.