While Max sleeps Sketchy plays.

Sketchy stood up, moving away from Max. Backing up he stared at her laying on the couch, her hair forming a halo around her beautiful face. He walked to the break room door and locked it before turning back to Max.

'She's going to kill me... Literally kill me...' he thought to himself as he approached her. Kneeling down beside the couch he gently picked up her legs placing them on the couch. He softly touched her cheek then slid his thumb across her pouty lips.

“Mmhh.. plea.. mm...” Max muttered in her sleep. Sketchy froze, his heart pounding so hard he thought it was about to burst. Unknown to Sketchy the **** Max had been injected with last night had lingering effects. Usually the shock to the body caused the girls to fall into a very deep sleep for the next day or two. Max's advanced physiology caused her to wake up this morning, but after fighting exhaustion the whole day it was too much, causing her to pass out.

“Max?” Sketchy said again, louder this time as he shook her shoulder. Nothing. Confident she was passed out from drinking too much last night Sketchy let his hand rest on her stomach. Slowly he dragged his hand up, pulling Max's shirt with it until he exposed her bra. He bunched her shirt around her neck as pawed at her breasts, massaging them. Groaning as he felt her nipples harden under his touch.

“You like this don't you Max,” he whispered to himself as he pulled her bra down exposing her hard pink nipples. “God,” he moaned, he couldn't believe he was doing this. Couldn't believe this was happening.

Impatient he quickly pulled his rock hard cock out of his pants, stroking it as he stared as Max's face, at her lips. Gently he pushed her chin, causing her mouth to open slightly. Holding his dick tightly he softly rested it against her parting lips. He smiled as he got an idea. He pulled on her bike shorts. His hand snaking under them, slowly and careful he began to rub her soft flesh amazed when his fingers felt how wet she was.

“Fuck Max,” Sketchy moaned, at a complete loss of words. He pushed her finger inside of her. Her pussy gripping his finger tightly “God Max you're tight,”

“Mmmhh” Max moaned in her sleep as his fingers invaded her, her mouth opening more allowing the head of his cock to slip inside.

“Oh fuck” he moaned as her warm wet mouth surrounded his cock. He couldn't handle this, it was too much. His hand reached out to grab something as the feeling overwhelmed him. Not able to control himself he pushed another finger into her pussy, thrusting them both deep inside her.

“Mm fumm,” Max moaned around his cock, her lips sealing around his head, her tongue pushed against the sensitive underside of his head as she tried to form words. The stimulation was too much for him to handle.

“Ohhh,” he moaned as he came, shooting his wad into her mouth. Her head jerked back instinctively, pulling free of his still coming dick. A splash of cum landing on her cheek as she coughed and gagged.

“Ummffph” Sketchy grunted as he fell back landing on his ass. He looked at Max, panic in his eyes silently he willed her not to wake up. Max coughed a few times before calming down. Sketchy let out a breathe he didn't know he was holding as he realized she was still asleep.

He couldn't help but smile with pride as he looked at Max. Her face covered in cum, cum still dripping out of her partly opened mouth running down her lips. His cum, he had accomplished something that every single male employee of Jam Pony wanted to do. His smile faded when he realized he would never be able to tell anyone about what he was doing, what he had done, even if he did no one would ever believe him.

'Maybe I could change that' he thought to himself, his grin returning as he thought up a new plan.