Then everything would be fine. Sure, he’d ogled a waitress a little. And, why? Jim reached out to stroke her hair, feeling a sudden wave of tenderness for her. Her taught body wildly rode him, her slick walls gripping his cock, milking him with each thrust. He stared after them, frowning and shaking his head in disbelief. Barricade himself in his hotel room, or even cut his trip short and fly home. The desire was intense. And he was about to combine his DNA with hers. Her taught body wildly rode him, her slick walls gripping his cock, milking him with each thrust. The viral network in Jim’s body could signal the network in another nearby host with tiny muscle twitches beneath their conscious perception. From farther away like this, the twitches would need to be a bit less subtle, but would still do the job. Shaken and confused, he stepped off the elevator at his floor and walked quickly. He realized as she positioned her smooth, slender body over him that there was still nothing repetitive about this. He had never seen women react that way to, well, anyone, much less himself. Huh?” His brain was overwhelmed by a wave of desire at the sight of their nude bodies and could not seem to form sentences.
