She was already leaning on me. Her boobs were touching my shoulders. Sometimes she was hugging me from sidewards. It was hard to control.I too started...drinking more. Finally, at 12:00, we came out. She was already completely high. I was shocked to see her. She was holding my hand and pressing my hand closer to her boobs. I was happy but tensed. Finally, with hard difficulty, we reached the room and took her to bed and was she was hugging and pulled me on the bed. I fell on her.We looked into. All her force produced no effect on the Demon. It was like trying to move a giant statue. Her strength did not even register. She looked down at its repulsive caricature of a cock, and then back at the Demon’s face. Its head faced hers, though she could see no eyes, no sense organs, no expression. Save its grin, that had become so huge it defied any proportion a human face could make. With one claw it ripped Heather’s shirt off with no effort, though the act caused painful friction burns and. She snuck her hand underneath them, picking through the trembling flesh underneath. I let me legs fall open to allow her to touch me, exposing my panties to the low light of the room. She watched my face and I her hand as she pulled at the elastic with her other hand, reached inside until her fingertip traced easily down along the opening of my vagina as my warm wetness bubbled out. The length of her finger crossed over my clit, causing me to gasp. I felt my wild pubes mixing in with the lube. Please don't do that. Always feel free to come in and talk to me. I don't participate in their 11:00 ritual, so please always feel free to come in here if you need too. You can always use the door between our offices." Chad said clearly worried that she was still considering quitting.Stacee felt embarrassed but went on, "No, I decided to stay. I also decided that I might be able to help with the high stress level around the office."Chad was puzzled, "Oh, in what way?"Stacee could feel her.