HYPER PLAGUE - Page 4

The mysterious stranger straddles the equine survivor. If he had heeded his own advice he would have listened to the news and not made contact with any strangers at all. If he had heeded common sense he certainly wouldn’t have let them sit on his lap naked, or have a full on make out session during a health crisis.

Common sense, however, was secondary to the will of the bulge in his pants. A bulge that seemed to burn with urges more fierce than usual. A bulge that seemed mysteriously larger than usual.

Luckily the stranger is nice enough to free his member from their confines before it becomes uncomfortable...the poor thing.