"Chloe's pulse quickened as everybody looked at her expectantly. She harrumphed uncomfortably and creaked,"I'm dead serious, guys. You have to promise...to never tell anyone, not now, not in fifty years, not even on your deathbed, understood? No one outside of our team will ever know, OK?" Wow, Purple, what's so super secret that you are making such a fuss about it? Have you come up with the ultimate killer strategy for our next raid or what?"Chloe shook her head, trembling nervously, "No,. "Why don't we go to my place," Brenda offered, "my mom is gone, and we can have the place to ourselves!" "Sounds good to me," Walt replied, while thinking that this one was gonna be even easier than he thought! "Mom's out on a date herself," said Brenda, "and she won't be home until morning!" "How about a drink," Walt asked, as he looked the place over!?! While Brenda mixed him a drink, Walt sat down on the couch and put his feet upon the coffee table and turned on the television. Brenda came. As she opened the door, the clock on the wall struck two times. She dropped her bags on the floor and silently tip-toed up the stairs to Lisa’s room. The door was half-open. She heard muffled voices and soft moans from inside the room.Paula peeked into the room. Her eyes popped out, she almost screamed. Lisa was on her fours, her knees pressed into the bed and her elbows struggling to maintain balance, her breasts dangled under her. By the headboard of the bed, a black male – Lisa’s age - sat. Shuddering, her hand grasps a throbbing nipple, pinching, twisting, and pulling it away from her breast as the rhythm of her hand increases. Shallow ragged breaths escapes her, her body exploding, she cries she out, sweet hot release encircling her, shaking as her body drains on her hand. Hands falling to her sides, she lays thinking of a erect cock she was grouping in the dark to find the small time piece and it showed 1.20am then Padma again slipped into a deep slumberArriving at work,.