“Don’t worry, I wont, besides I could tell you some kinky stuff about that woman” she replied.I sat back in my chair and Sharon moved further in...o the room and put her hand bag and lunch box on my desk. “So how does it feel having that brush up your dick?” she questioned, it wasn’t exactly the sentence I expected given the circumstance, but given our past grope and the fact she hadn’t ran into the night screaming about her pervert boss I figured she maybe okay with this whole thing. “Err, it. But to her shame, it didn’t go as planned. Of course she had been drinking before, but this time she knew her mother wouldn’t check the time she would go to bed and she knew she wouldn't have to cover up the hangover that she would likely have the next day.Her boyfriend left the party at 11pm. He still lived with his parents and had to be back home in time. At this moment, she still can’t recall everything that happened after he left, but she does know that her friends started a drinking game. . OK, I could barely say it I was shaking so hard in fear.The imps returned to their tiny, naked beauty and said in a single, very sweet voice, “All we ask is that you publish the story of what has occurred here tonight on your normal story sites with the rest of your Halloween stories. Then when women read it, they will believe in us... if even for just a second.”There was a pause and then the voice continued. “And if they are even slightly turned on by your story or other stories they have. He increased his speed and pulled out a little bit more than before after he reached 20. After every multiple of ten he reached, he increased his speed and the length he took out of my throat as well. His fingers started to rub my clit faster and faster; increasing speed with the rhythm of his cock. By the time he had gotten to 60 he had faded away in his verbal counting and I had forgotten he was still supposed to be counting.Not after too long though, he pulled out all the way to get a.