The worm trails could be seen now, but many were broken, and it seemed that many were missing. The trails seemed to reach into Gabby's spinal chord, e...en into her brain stem, as if her infection had been more extensive than any they had seen before."Cassie, someone's cheating. I've looked at the differences between Gabby's infected image, and her clean image. I thought at first that the evidence of infection was added, although if it were a simulation, it looked way better than I would have. But, my hand and tongue were tied.I was massively turned on by the fact that I was going to run my hands all over her amazing body. Starting at her narrow waist, I quickly and efficiently moved my hands from her waist till her boobs to get a full grip of her melons. Such a beautiful feeling. Holding her boobs, I kissed her belly button. She felt the touch and withered a little and moved her body with pleasure. I removed my shirt off and became totally naked. Now, I could feel her wet pussy. “It was nothing special, we fucked doggy style and I went home, end of story.” “In the dark?” She just wouldn’t stop. “Yes,” I answered, “in the dark.” “With a rubber?” “Yes, with a rubber, she insisted on it,” I said, recalling the discussion we had and me giving in and using one of the condoms Lydia had bought.” “Was it good? Was it a good fuck?” “Why the fuck do you want to know all the details, haven’t I told you enough?” I erupted. Seeing her taken back, I added, sarcastically, “yes, it. After some time of no action we went back to shore and to the local tittie bar for a few drinks and a game of pool, then we decided it was time to hit the water again. An hour had gone by since the tittie bar and I was still all horned up. I had this raging hard-on that just wouldn’t go away. All I could think about was those dancers. When we reached the boat dock, I went to a nearby tree to take a well needed leak, I had the urge to rub one off but decided against it (Kevin was still in.