My vagina was on fire, I felt so used and degenerated but at the same time, my body was betraying me. “Lick my balls”, he said, and pushed my head...down with his enormous wrinkled hands and for some reason I did. His sweat and the smell of my saliva was again setting my loins on fire.I licked his rough balls for a long time not even realizing how long I took. Then, I did slow, long licks from his balls to his head, licking his flooding precum, multiple times. His precum smelled so musky and. A yawn hit me as soon as I stood, and then another as I walked down the hall. I closed the door behind me, plugged in my phone, stripped down to my underwear, and turned out the light.I was exhausted, but when I slipped into bed, I grabbed my phone and checked my Facebook notifications. That was my mistake. There were a bunch of funny memes in my feed, a couple of sexy selfies from girls at college, and a hilarious drunken status from one of my friends that demanded several responses. He just. “Before we start can I get you a coffee or something? It might help?"“Coffee? Thanks, but no” he replied, “I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for nights like this when I have to work late.” Opening his bottom drawer he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic cups. Pulling another chair over to his desk, he gestured for her to sit down. “It’s really good of you to offer to help me like this, surely you must have something far more exciting to. Things wrapped up early for me and I left to go home Thursday. I tried to call, but the phone just rang and none of the girls seemed to answer their cell phone, which is very odd.It is late Thursday evening when I got to my house. I noticed a strange car out in front of my house. So I circled the block to check things out before stopping just before my house. I went around the house and the dog is chained outside. That is something she never does, unless someone is there that the dog does not.