She wakes up.

The jizzer opens her eyes and knows that something is not right. She struggles until she sees you. Then she sees the street beneath her and starts to struggle like hell.

She tries to wiggle herself on to the balcony floor, but you and Lucy hold her on the stone wall of the building. She looks at you intensely.

"Become ooone, one, get in, becooome ..." She squeezes her tits and a fine spry of white fluids cowered your face. You push and stagger backwards, rubbing your face with your coat before you hear a deep "SMACK". You realize you just pushed her over and rush to the edge. Down below is what can only be described as a sea of red pudding splattered over the pavement.

You are still cleaning your face before you see Lucy looking down on her brethren.

"Oh-oh." is this where she draws the line? You know you can't win against her if the tries to kill you. You are lucky that all they want to do is fuck. You are getting anxious.

"Hey everything okay?", she looks at you. Her face shows the same relaxed state of mind she had since this morning. "Ok, this seems really not to be a problem for her", you wonder but before you carry on that thought you remember you just got sprayed with futa milk.

You run to the bathroom, which is a breathtakingly beautiful picture of gold and black marble. There is still pressure on the water pipes it seems, and you waste no time in washing your mouth. The water was stale, a little disgusting but it beats turning into an infected by a mile.