He smiled and said not to worry that when he puts me on my hands and knees in a bit, he will complete the lines to my spine. He then outlined my pussy...triangle and was very pleased with his work.Next, he stretched my hood over my clit out roughly and let the weight of the knife cut as he d**g it outward. Immediately a tiny line of red formed. He continued to outline my cunt with cuts before pulling the hood back and exposing my clit. He told me to look down. When I did I almost fainted. From. But if we don’t make it there is plenty of life left which in time will repurposed to fulfill all the wonderful roles. Instead of a long-necked dinosaur, or a giraffe you will have a giant 300 lb rodent descendant of a rat develop a long neck to feed on higher branches.Moles are little organic nodes of hi-jacked DNA, repurposed as markers and survey cache, continued down several generations as the timescale of the purposeful genetic re-shuffling by the viruses isn’t within human. I took him into my mouth and began to give him pleasure. It did not take long before he climaxed and shot his sperm. I gulped it down and kept loving his cock with my mouth as he began to shrink in size.When he pulled back he said "Sit up Linda, I want you to try out my other love machine." I pushed myself up and as I did I felt my leg hit what ever there was behind me between them. I finely was able to see what was fucking me. I saw these two huge fat rubber cocks on the end of a funny looking. "Tracking is confirmed. Missiles are hot!"They stepped back over to Martin and Tareif their eyes now going to the large main screen in the room. This too had switched to a picture of the eastern seaboard, nearly two dozen cities marked in red dots."Missiles are launched!" The tech declared, and they watched as smaller tracks began to appear on the screen. Nineteen in total, as the United States' former nuclear missiles began leaving their launch sites all over the lower portion of the area.