Everyone I work with out in the field has some sort of code name for themselves. Some for personal protection for their families even work under alias...s, which is why I doubt Smith is the real name for my boss, though it could be. Honestly, I have respected his privacy to much to check up on it, though I am totally sure he knows everything about me, but I’m not worried because I have nothing to hide from anybody. His code name, however, happens to be ‘Twilight’, and my code name just happens to. "All right. Well, I have to go," Chelsea said. "I have a test this morning and I don't want to be late."Elaine asked, "How did your interview go?" Pretty good. They want me to start tonight and do lunch tomorrow. Then, if it works out, we'll discuss hours." Congratulations," said Elaine. "You'll make a good waitress." Thanks, but I've done it before." Oh. I didn't know."Chelsea winked."Who am I gonna party with?" asked Kendra.Elaine rolled her eyes and Chelsea laughed, asking Kendra, "Don't you. With her lightly resting her ass on my upturned palms, her pussy waswithin easy reach of my mouth."How's this going to be as good as the other way?" she asked, seemingoblivious to what I had in store for her.The best answer I could give her was a quick lick of my tongue over herslightly parted pussy. As my tongue ran over her protruding clit, shescreamed and lifted her ass upward a few inches. "Holy fuck!" she moanedwith a gasp. I lifted my head slightly and gave her wet pussy anotherfew. Fill her with hot seed for Beauty.”“It would be my pleasure, ladies.” He replied and aligned himself at Karen’s swollen entrance.“No, the pleasure is mine.” Karen laughed.“No, mine.” Beauty grinned.Claim her he did. As wet and ready as Karen was, Logan was able to bury his full length between her rosy cheeks in one long, slow stroke. She threw her head back and cried out in pure hedonistic joy as his shaft slid into the hilt.Beauty reached up to guide Karen’s head back down. Logan helped by.