Officer Bakers Public Service Announcement...

Officer Baker’s whole body trembled as he stared into the camera before him.

It wasn’t that he was nervous about speaking on television–they trained him in the academy on how to deal with the press–but rather his body shook from the twelve cups of espresso he had insisted on consuming since leaving the station with his cohort of vivacious Mamazons.

Well… that and the illicit thrilling feel of the stacked Indian goddess luxuriously suckling his raging cock between her soft lips, hidden from view beneath the large curving news desk. He fought to keep his voice firm and steady as he spoke.

“…so I have come here to relay my own experiences to any men out there who may be watching.” He stifled a gasp of excitement as the five other athletically formed and brilliantly busty playmates standing behind the cameras began to slide their clever fingers into each other's soaked pussies whilst watching him breathlessly.

Officer Stanley Baker had regained control of himself long enough to gather everyone into an empty van from the station impound and drive them all here to broadcast his astounding discovery to the world. They had been quite co-operative after he had told them what he planned to do and fucked each of them brainless few more times.

He was sure that he couldn’t have escaped these superhuman women with their phenomenal new strength if he hadn’t been able to convince them it was for the greater good.

They had been surprisingly supportive of the idea. Congratulating Stanley on his amazing breakthrough and solemnly swearing to help him get the word out to as many surviving men as possible. Suspiciously supportive, in fact, but the superbly sloppy road-head he received on the ride over had sucked any misgivings right out of his head.

Both of his heads, upper and lower, if he were being honest.

“I am Office Baker of the Moor Street Police Station and over the last three days, in an attempt to keep myself alert, I have consumed terrific quantities of coffee…” He twitched heavily as he felt the cum-gargling Bombay beauty-queen kneeling beneath him gently cupped his thrumming balls in her warm palms.

The remaining nymphets moaned and gasped softly as they watched him, still lewdly toying with each other's knock-out bodies in eager anticipation of more fun yet to come.

“…I don’t really know the science behind any of this…” he hedged desperately, trying to focus on his words other than the scene playing out in the studio and the exquisite thrilling of his rumbling loins. “...but I have engaged in sexual congress with the infected yet I have not fallen victim to the virus.”

He gasped, squeezed his eyes tightly shut and pounded a jubilant fist on the news desk as his twitching cock erupted to reward the hard-working mouth of the gorgeous, hungry XXX-slut between his legs…

“I have come to the conclusion that, effectively, the copious amounts of caffeine in my body has stimulated my metabolism and allowed me to fight off the infection…” he babbled, his voice going up by an octave as the greedily swallowing Bengal bombshell took his spouting cock-head right to the back of her throat, “…and I would encourage any man who wishes to survive this pandemic in his current male form to consume as much caffeine in any manner he can! It’s the only way I have found to survive!!”

He finished his speech in a garbled rush and began frantically gesturing to the distracted woman to cut the live feed. A dark haired stunner with full smirking lips reached out and pressed a button which turned off the light on the head of the camera.

Officer Baker leaned back in his chair to look down at the glorious example of womanhood twitching in dazed semi-consciousness at his feet. These cum-guzzling sluts reminded him more and more of hardcore heroine addicts even as he panted in his own unquenchable need for more release.

…but first he had to get the word out. He looked up at the group of lusty amazons.

“Do any of you know how to make my announcement play in a loop? So it’ll just keep repeating over the air?”

The buxom blonde swayed forward, her heavy gravid tits bouncing gently with each step. Officer Baker couldn’t take his hungry eyes off of the milk gently dripping from her hardened nipples.

“I worked as a sound technician over at the stadium; I think I can work it out.”

She turned and wiggled her taut toned rump at him flirtatiously as she made her way to a console and bent over it enticingly as she began to type in commands. Officer Baker couldn’t hold himself back any longer. He leapt from the newsreader's chair revealing that he was naked from the waist down, his ever-erect manhood jutting out from beneath his uniform shirt like a lance.

“Then I’ll fuck you first while you work on it.” He proclaimed as he positioned himself behind the giggling Mamazon’s round inviting ass, giving it a firm spank as his blunt tip caught in her dripping folds.

“Ah! Lucky me, I get to work and play.” She husked, pushing back her hips and taking him into the hilt in a single sinuous movement. “Ooooh~ Officer Baker…”