I told her it was OK but that she needed to leave so that I could get some sleep. She refused, instead crawling onto my bed and insisting that she mak...e it up to me. She said that my brother and the other girls were so drunk they had all fallen asleep. With that she slipped off her top to reveal her breasts. As I gazed at her chest, she slipped into my bed and rolled her body against mine. She planted her tequila-coated tongue in my mouth and snaked her hand under the bed covers. She worked her. Tap-tap-tap-tap. It can’t be, he told himself again, but it was no longer disbelief. Tap-tap-tap-tap. He was afraid to hope, for fear not of what might happen, but that it might not. Tap-tap-tap-tap.“What- what type of punishment?” he squeaked.“You broke the rules. You did naughty things with company assets.” Her voice struck him like a honeyed slap, harsh and sweet, thick and syrupy. “The punishment should fit the crime, don’t you think?”Tap-tap-tap-tap. He trembled. He forced his eyes from. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty. “Put those panties down,” she whispered, “Come here and smell the real thing.”I dropped the flimsy garment and took the one step toward her. She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees in front of her. My face was mere inches from her glistening sex. “Go ahead,” she led. “Smell. I returned back to his wonderful cock, rubbed its length with my piss-wet hands. His stream of piss had subsided. Until there was a slow waning drip on the end. I ducked my head down to his cock and sucked on the tip. As I rubbed his cock again, I felt a slight twitch as he began to harden up. I caressed his warm shaft, licking into the hole at the end, getting even more wet by the feeling of the horse dick hardening at my touch. His shaft grew, and it was soon as long as my arm.The head flared.