Through the haze of lust

Your head bobs up and down the Flasher's cock, moaning in pleasure at the intoxicating taste as its precum leaks into your mouth.

Suddenly, the Flasher is no longer on top of you, your lips seeking a cock that is no longer there as you whimper at the sudden loss.

In a haze, you can hear sounds around you, hands on your body.

The sounds almost sound like voices, but you know that cant be right, can it? The hands on your body aren't groping at your naked body, they seem to be moving you instead.

You think you hear a voice saying something about not having a dose of cure ready, followed by a soft apology in your ear.

When you feel a cock press against your lips, you wrap your lips around it greedily, **** to taste more of the Infected's cum. But this cock doesn't taste quite the same, it doesn't induce the same lustful need in you that the Flasher's had caused just minutes earlier.

As your head begins to clear, you can hear the soft sound of a vehicle's engine, you try forcing the cock from your mouth, but its owner holds your head in place. A voice again, "Sorry lady, you need some cure, otherwise you're going to turn."

A moment later, the cock seems to swell and twitch in your mouth, stream after stream of salty sweet cum splashing across your tongue.

At first, you try to spit it out, but a hand holds your mouth closed, "Swallow it," The voice says urgently. When you dont immediately comply, you feel a hand massage your throat, triggering a swallow reflex.

Almost as soon as you swallow, the hands release your mouth and throat, a second later you feel a blanket being wrapped around your naked body.