1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER TWO


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    THE VIRUS By Amanda Wrighter CHAPTER TWO PARKHOUSE APARTMENTS PHILADELPHIA 11:42 AM DAY ONE Veronica Alvarez sat quietly in her bedroom staring out the windows of her apartment down at the street below. Normally it would have been filled with noon-time traffic rush, but it was eerily quiet and empty. The police had chased down and killed a man in a car not twenty minutes earlier. A few stories down, the man’s bl**dy and hole-ridden car remained sitting in the street. Every few minutes a police car or ambulance would speed by, whipping around the abandoned car. She kept watching it expecting CSI to show up to photograph the scene and collect evidence, but the police hadn’t even bothered to remove the man’s body. His arm hung out the window, bl**d dripping from it onto the street. She could hear random shouting from within her apartment building. People were fighting, screaming, going crazy. After the news networks went off the air, not too much later, the EMS system had kicked in and replaced every broadcast channel on her cable. The streets had cleared at that point. And still, she could not get her husband on the phone. How could he not think of them at a time like this?! Why hadn’t he called her? Sent someone to get them? For all she knew he could be dead too! It had been almost two hours since she’d had sex with Hector in the bathroom, and she still hadn’t showered to get the crusty semen funk off of herself. Hell, she hadn’t even gotten dressed. For some reason she ...
    didn’t seem to care that she was naked. She’d just fucked Hector and apparently Ruben had been standing at the door watching it all go down, so why put on a show of modesty now? She was literally certain now that some sort of biological weapon had been deployed and it was making people crazy…making them not care what they did. And it was fairly obvious that she’d contracted it. And maybe it had something to do with Hector’s giant junk too. How or why, she had no clue, but something had turned him into a virtual walking semen factory. And that wasn’t normal either so the two strange events had to be connected somehow or the other. But she was no scientist or doctor so the method to the madness continued to elude her. Her cell phone was all but worthless at this point. It didn’t even have a signal, which, she guessed, was probably the government’s doing…blocking all outgoing calls to prevent warnings going out to other locations. Her husband had once insinuated they had that capability. They…a collective term of which her husband was part. He worked for Homeland Security and yet here she and his c***dren were and where was he? Did everyone else mean more to him than they did? The only way she could manage not to start stabbing photos of him was to f***e herself into assuming maybe he was dead or injured and incapable of getting to them. Was that really the case? Or had he absconded to some special government facility with his fucking whore from work…someone who was also part of his ...
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