The Major got a faraway look as he studied his options, which were severely limited. “Staff,” he called across the room, “how many odds and sods...have we got left up here?”A Staff Sergeant looked up from a screen he was studying, “Effectives here are nine,” he said, “with about another dozen sick, lame and lazy.”“Who’s the senior effective?”“Sergeant Young, he’s helping out down in the armoury,” The Staff Sergeant looked at Paula and smiled, “Want me to get him for you, Sir?”“Don’t bother. I can feel my tight pussy getting wetter by the second. Who else knows you’re a whore, Haylie?”“Everyone, they all know I’m a whore. Everyone knows just what a dirty little whore I am.”“Now tell me what you are, and what you will be.” Hilary said to her as she played with her own breasts.“I’m a slut. I always will be a slut.”“Oh yeah, that’s it my little whore!” Hilary said right before she stuck her tongue in her sister’s mouth and began French kissing her. She sucked her upper lip from time. "Still not biting, Jack. Thanks. Looks like I'm in the clear." I'm here to tell you that Sue's off the research team. You can take her place." Oh? Why so?" Well, mainly because she's got used to having regular doses of sperm shot inside her, and doesn't want to miss out any more."Hilary smiled. "I am glad to hear that. For your sake, anyway. And it turns out that it doesn't matter too much. We're getting reports all over of women showing pink cells. That means two things - plenty of research. With a quick tug to test their grip, Eric picked up the thin coiled tube. He ignored Jeff's latest round of cussing as he grabbed hold of that heavy cockmeat. "What're you doin', man? No. Don't put that in my dick. C'mon man! Just let me go! Please, man.. Ungh.." Jeff's entire body shuddered reflexively as Eric stroked his thumb across the head and right over the cock slit. Jeff's need to piss was now a constant throb and pulsing right below it, hardly less intense, was the need to shoot his.