I sat, gasping and out of breath, as Angie slouched against me. Shayla, however, had other plans. Exhausted, Angie rose off of me, and Shayla took her...place. My cock stirred with the water currents, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my shaft and rubbed it between her soft lips. The silky smoothness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the head of my dick in her pussy, and then drawing it back out. I was still tender so soon after Angie’s turn on me, and Shayla was not. I slept for the next 36 hours straight.After I woke up, I realized what I had to do, I was assuming that the virus would have run it's course, and the immune response would have it in control, or at least, the future mothers of humanity would provide immunity to their offspring. I was hoping that was the case, anyway. I had to believe that.Within a week I had the facility set up like I wanted it, it had formerly been intended for "Operation Gardenplot" a "secret" government plan for rounding up. I couldnt think about anything else, and beat off every chance I got. I even did it once in the back of the car, sitting behind my mom, and that was really weird. And my parents were a little surprised when I started taking baths again, instead of showers. I always beat off at least twice when I did, I could just picture her in the tub with me. 10 days had gone by, and I had not heard from her. Even though I was terrified of her, it was worth it for the sex. That day, Stacy had come to my. “I am not just looking for a beautiful American woman I can fuck!” continued the Arab, “I want a woman I can break! Reduce from a proud Western lady to a grovelling fuck toy!”His eye now caught sight of Victoria Frizzell.“Now then!” he said with a smile, “Let me check this second goddess!”He turned his back on Barbara and went over to where Leon held Victoria.“A beauty!” he smiled, “And as she is still clothed I assume she is still intact! I see real fear in these big brown eyes!.