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A woman whose costume appears to be cat ears and cleavage has been making eyes with you at your buddyโs Halloween party all night. You donโt think you recognize her but sheโs been veryโฆfriendly, flashing you smiles and biting her lip while twirling a strand of her hair- and was that really a wink or are you just a little tipsy??? Before you even really get the chance to decide, sheโs slinked over to your side of the room, slipped her hand into yours and is guiding you away from your (now quite jealous) friends to a quieter part of the house. A delicious scent of cloves and vanilla swirls in the air behind her as youโre walking, her ass bouncing through the tears in her shorts that can hardly be considered real clothing. Youโre still not exactly sure why this is happening but your eyes are glued to those beautiful cheeks, so youโre completely mesmerized as she heads to an open guest room. โThere, now we can get to know each other,โ she purrs and closes the door behind you. โCome sit with me.โ Like an excited but well trained puppy, youโre sitting down before she even finishes her sentence. โYouโre friends with the guy who lives here, right?โ You nod, still mostly confused but now also amazed, as the lighting in this room hugs her most delicious shadows, her tits and her thighs now almost irresistibly touchable. โIโve heard some pretty sweet things about youโฆsomething about walking around in your boxers all night at a party after giving a girl your clothes who got drenched in punch or somethingโฆ?โ Youโve only just started planning which of your friends is most likely to get a punch in the shoulder for their loose lips when she starts tracing her fingers along the edges of her top, leading your eyes back again to her mouth-watering cleavage. Your mind redirects to appreciation for whomever left out the fact that you were the one who accidentally spilled the punch on that woman in the first place. โUhm yeah, that was me,โ you say, working some more confidence into your voice by the end. She leans over toward