I went out drinking with my friends one night and got extremely drunk. The next day I was lying in bed very hungover. I started feeling horny so went ...nto the text site again. I got chatting to a guy in his early fifties, he offered to pick me up, as I was hungover I wasn't feeling my usual self and agreed. I quickly got some clothes on and went to meet him where we agreed.He opened the car door, I looked at him extremely nervous but he reassured me we wouldn't do anything I wasn't comfortable. Just relax, I’m a quarter incubus, don’t forget that.” I don’t quite understand the implication before lust fills my body. The last rational thought I have escapes my mind and I sigh in pleasure uncontrollably as he continues up my arm, to my lips. His lips are sweet and his intoxicating smell overpowers my thoughts. The intensity of the kiss begins to build and soon enough I am straddling his lap, our lips smashing together. I bite his lower lip, asking for entrance into his mouth. Like a. She went straight down.Scooping her up, I threw her in the back seat and drove calmly away. The drop off point was about 40 minutes away and I matched the speed of the traffic on the Jersey highway. Pulling up to the garage, I pressed the button on the garage door opener. The door went up, quick, and revealed a bare room except some shelves with two paint cans, a garbage can and two doors. Once inside, I hit the button again and door went down just a fast. Pulling the unconscious girl from the. We both knew it was a shallow laugh on my part, for he had induced me without much difficulty into having sex with other men and women on several occasions."So tell me Donna, what kind of lover am I?" Do you really need me to stroke your ego, Jack?" I asked you a question, Donna."I knew enough to keep my eyes down as I answered him. He had a decided mean streak in him. There were times when I did my best to bring it out, but I sensed this wasn't one of those times and that I might regret.