What's the date?'No, please.The voice in my head was weak and frightened."Come on, ' Ann said. 'Guess.'I felt compelled to do as she said. It's um, th...ee days before the election. Saturday? October, um, thirtieth?'Close, dear. It's the thirty-first. All Hallow's Eve. The night on which the veil between the living and the dead becomes thinnest.'The look on my face scared me. My eyes were almost shining, my lips pulled back in a manic smile. She flicked her eyes—my eyes, dammit—back down our. ”Her tongue licked again, wiggling into my depths. Her fingers parted my asscheeks. Fingers thrust inside my bowels. I groaned, bucking as another orgasm washed through me. Her fingers worked in and out of my bowels, the burning heat flowing through me, joining the delight in my pussy.“It's time,” she purred, her lips stained with my tart excitement. Sliyth rose on her legs. Something long and black emerged from her abdomen. It was thin and dripping, the tip bulbous, almost like a cock, but it. Betty began to vacuum his cock with wild abandon as she massaged his balls. His body began to shake and his seed spewed into Betty’s throat. She swallowed his cum as she moaned and groaned with pleasure. She continued to suck and lick his cock. In her excited ecstacy she was determined to bring that monster cock back to life, to feel his big black cock swelling as it plunged into her vaginal cannel. Another thing Betty didn’t afford me, swallowing my cum, in fact she never let me cum in her. God I felt better for that. I cleaned myself up (and the door) and returned to the office. The phone was ringing as I stood in front of Nikki and said we should continue this discussion later on and I went back to my desk. At the same time Nikki got up to go to the ladies. While she was gone, I glanced down at my dark grey trousers and was horrified to see a large dollop of spunk on the front of my trousers next to my zip. It must have been on the back of my hand as I stuffed my half erect.