Mia, of course

“What's going on here?” you ask, although you know damn well what's going on, and it's not an overdose of anything found on the street. Isabella's face is flushed and shines with sweat, and her breaths come in irregular bursts. The smell of arousal coming from between her legs is almost overpowering.

“They-they took something!,” Mia says, gesturing at the neighboring cell. “And now she's flipping out! You've got to do something!”

“Shit,” you say, stalling for time as the virus continues to burn through Isabella, her nipples sharp points under a strapless top, her pussy so wet you can see the moisture on her red shorts. Her eyes snap open just as you hear the door behind you.

Isabella lunges across the bench and straddles Sluchek, initiating a deep kiss as she rubs her body against the protesting emo girl. She quickly unzips the officer's sweatshirt and pulls up her T, diving in to suck on the modest tits of Sluchek's human avatar.

“Oh, wow, I'm not really into girls...” Sluchek says, making like she's trying to get up. Isabella ignores her, however, bobbing between Sluchek's tits in a cacophony of lip smacks, slurps, loud breaths and growls.

“So fucking horny,” she says. Isabella worms her hand inside Sluchek's jeans and starts frigging the succubus, who still feigns **** as the Latina's fingers work their magic. You can only imagine her hand on the succubus' clit, Isabella's palm hot under the **** of the virus and wet with corruptive juices.

“God, you're gonna make me cum,” the officer says, and Isabella shifts her hands as if signaled to work Sluchek's jeans down her legs, followed by her boyshorts. The Latina quickly shimmies out of her shorts and panties and straddles the redhead's leg, slicking it as she slides back and forth, grinding her own leg into the officer's pussy, locking her in a sloppy, deep kiss.

Isabella pulls away to yank off her top, revealing pert tits that fit her frame nicely. She rolls them in her hands while fixing her gaze on Sluchek. circling fat brown nipples with her thumbs. Without another word she dismounts, walks around the bench and leans over the officer, giving her an eyeful of the delightful brown breasts up close before Isabella moves on, her mouth seeking Sluchek's pussy while the Latina lines her own up with the officer's tongue and mashes it against her face.

Sluchek appears to struggle for a moment before her hands close on the Latina's rounded ass. The slight movements of her head you know are the outward sign of her exploring Isabella's pussy with her tongue as the girl atop her eagerly returns the favor.