Catching the Virus
Only when she moved to the counter and called out for Nestor he turned his attention to her.
"Ehm...excuse me...d-do you have a-a d-discount on c-condoms...?" she said, in a high-pitched voice and huffed tone.
It was then that Nestor raised his gaze at the young woman in front of him. Her hoodie was open and her top was up, revealing a hefty pair of breasts and no panties. With one hand the girl was holding three sets of condoms, while the other was firmly between her legs, clearly touching herself. Her face looked flustered. What terrorized Nestor though was that she had a face mask, but it was down as well.
"Holy shit! The mask! Miss...are you infected?" Nestor asked terrified, adding to himself "Of course she is! Fuck! You're one of those infected Bimbo Virus putas!"
The girl kept touching herself and moaned softly before answering: "D-don't worry...sir...m-y boyfriend k-nows! That's why I-I'm getting condoms...safe sex and all...y'know!"
"I don't want to fuck you, stupid puta...It's your breath that's scares me! It's highly contagious...I can get..." Nestor replied. His answer was cut short as he felt a shivering. "Oh no..." he muttered as his skin tightened and he felt his nipples getting more sensitive.
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