I sat, perched on the couch, shirt open, pants open and my face and chest drenched in semen. Still in a drunken,drug and sex induced stuper, I got up ...nd walked to the bathroom,pitifully holding my pants up with one hand and my shirt closed with the other.So with out a doubt, I hopped in the shower and washed the semen and my guilt away. As I stood there in the shower,dazed and confused,I felt like an "way to go moment" had just happened. This was something out of a porn movie, and I was living. " I say, I'm 5'2" while he's 5'9" roughly. "It's fine baby girl, just jerk me off." he says between licks. "O-okay.." I say and start to jerk him off with one hand. I start to rub his balls extremely gently with the other one and he moans, moving his hips upwards to try and press his dick and balls into my hands more. I jump back a little and he slaps my ass firmly which I take it as not to stop what I was doing. I continue to jerk him off and rub his balls, this time not as hesitant and not AS. Last week when she called to find out when you'd be starting she and I had a very pleasant chat.Andrew? I don't think you can deny that you shillied and shallied about the day we discussed you working there. I remember, for sure, you saying that you'd jump at the chance to get out of the house now and then. True?Okay. You may have changed your mind afterwards, but just try and assure me that you said "No! I don't want that job!" You can't, can you? I just assumed that you wanted the job and. "Stay close to me and inside my wards, there may other traps set along the way. The creatures may not have been the only one," I warned him.We moved about ten feet or so and stopped while I checked for Celeste's scent again, then scanned the walls on both sides of the corridor. Celeste's scent was still there but weaker, and I found nothing with my scans. We moved another twenty feet or so and I repeated both again.We had moved over a hundred feet before we found anything, and what we found was.