“The people involved think themselves of superior intellect, but they continue to make a series of stupid blunders. While they confused the hotel cl...erk and blinded the hotel’s surveillance, they missed the nearby camera across the street, capturing them entering and leaving. These people appear to have no criminal record; otherwise they’d know how to cover their tracks. Instead, they seem to be cold-blooded amateurs, stopping at nothing to get what they want. We’re currently running a DNA. It had a collection of adjustable wrench and screw heads and could be customised. High end models even had motorised functions and power cells, though this one appears quite basic as Montague flicked through the heads until he found what he was looking for.“Simmons, take her.”Simmons stepped behind Cait and took her by the wrists, pulling her arms down into position as if he were going to handcuff her. She resisted but even with the slightly augmented strength, he had the leverage to hold. She steps into the music room. Half the room is lit brightly by narrowly-focused lights, the other half is filled with shadows. He sits as he always does, on the very edge of the shadowed space, just far enough back that she cannot see his face. She has started to forget what he looks like. She walks over to the far corner of the room. There is a record player there, with a vinyl album already waiting on the turntable. She reaches for it, and for a moment her hand trembles with nervous. Each upwards shove of his dick caused Sylvia's breasts to jiggle enticingly. The sight was almost as good as the feel of titfucking her."Roll over," instructed Danny, pushing Sylvia onto her back and moving so that he was now straddling her chest, his cock still enclosed in her snug cleavage.Danny leant forwards and gripped the head of the bed for leverage and started to thrust his erection harder and faster between Sylvia's tits. The dark haired vampire pressed her big jugs tightly together.