Slavens, in the meantime, was walking around the room, looking for any evidence he might find."Bonnie, I know you did what you had to do. I gave Al th...e gun, because I knew something like this might happen. Never in my life have I altered the crime scene. If I don't do something, though, two of the people I care about the most are going to be put through a living hell."Bonnie didn't say anything, she got to her feet, and went to Lt. Slavens and took his hand. She held on to it tightly while she. She explained that this way he could use the second camera to photograph her face as he pushed into her, and she wanted that recorded! Gordon, listening to this lengthy conversation, didn't dare touch his cock because he knew he would explode immediately.When Brenda was in position, Mike moved around her taking photographs, including close-ups of her virgin anus. Then he set up the main camera on the tripod and zoomed in on that tight little rosebud, before gently easing a greasy finger into. "The truth is, Carlos, we are as in the dark as you. We were told to intercept your bus, and hold you until we're told what to do next." But ... But why?"Bjorn shrugged. "Don't know. We're given orders. We follow them."Carlos gestured toward the Hummer. "Do I have to wait in there?" We could wait out here," said Bjorn. "But the cooling inside the car is so much nicer."Carlos could not argue with that. The dry hot Mexican wind was not a pleasant one.He stepped inside the Hummer. Theresa sat. Accelerating his pace, Harry began to rock her back and forth with swift, powerful thrusts. Shifting his legs back, he was able to pound her effortlessly, quickening the pace of her moaning with every thrust of his dick. Moving his hands back, he placed them on her legs for support, pushing off of them to enter her with even greater force.With every thrust into Sasha, the bed frame crashed into the wall, creating a knocking sound heard throughout the house. Releasing her legs from around his.