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“And they have built version two of the Volkov Kollars,” Boris said. “Let’s just hope they don’t find someone who actually knows what they are doing and come up with Volkov Kollar version Three.” He stepped into the blonde garage. “Now that you know who you’re looking for,” he said quietly, “I’ll get out of here before Big Brother gets too interested in me.” “I owe you,” I said as he hurried back to his car. “I will send you a bill,” he answered as he pulled his night vision goggles back into place and sped off into the night. I texted Tyrone a link to a YouTube video of Lester Flatt and Earl Skruggs singing “The Story of Bonnie and Clyde.” It was the theme song from a movie of the same name from big the 1960s. Hopefully an electronic sniffer wouldn’t understand the meaning of the link... and just as hopefully Tyrone would. I was about to call Lacy when a text came in on my personal phone. In all caps it said, “GO TO THE BEDROOM.” As I walked into the room, the now familiar voice from the Kollar said, “I think it’s time you wake up Officer Zucker... and don’t tell me you can’t. I would hate to kill her in her sleep before she has the chance to look deeply into your eyes.” I turned the lights on and said, “I’ll have to give her a stimulant.” As I walked around the bed, I added, “It’s a nasal spray, so I have to stand above her to do it right.” It was a little tricky holding the little spray bottle and the four by six card with a teen written message on it at the same time. It was even trickier since I wasn’t sure how far up the camera on the Kollar could see and had to hold the amateur card so the officer could see it, but hopefully the Kollar couldn’t. The message on the card said, “Kollar moved to dummy on your chest. You need to act like it is still on you. Can you do that?” It took a moment for Officer Zucker to come fully awake and a short time for her to recognize her current situation. She rolled her eyes up at me and then nodded her head. I walked back around to the bottom of the bed and said, “OK, she’s awake. Now what?” “Now you fuck her, W,” the Kollar answered. “And tight I want you to look deeply into her eyes as you do.” I looked up at the officer. Her lips were pressed tightly together, but she again nodded her head yes. I said nothing, but lightly stroked her face while I ran my fingers slowly up the inside of her legs toward her slit. Under other circumstances, this might have been an enjoyable encounter. It was somewhat awkward to mount her with the strange dummy mounted on her chest. I’m not sure exactly what the sadist and psycho on the other end of the Kollar were looking for, but I brought my face close to the Kollar and stared directly into the lense of the camera. I was right at the entrance to her cunt and nature was taking its course. I was rock hard despite the circumstances. I looked once more up into her eyes and she again nodded her head. They say there is no such thing as bad sex, but I now can point to something proving that to be false. It was far from enjoyable for either of us. After I had pumped for what I considered to be an appropriate amount of time, I thrust really hard into her and grunted loudly. I guess I also can no longer say that I’ve never faked an orgasm. Why else have that delicate lace around the edge? If only... Ron keeps thrusting, harder each time. They set amateur it behind the table beneath the awning, a long, padded bench for us to have sex on it. Roberta downed blonde an Atavan and chased it with her scotch, neat. Far more than we had at first anticipated, therefore we might be at this the big rest of the day. One of the guys came over to me. “You okay?” he asked, seeing that I was almost completely out of it. I stood looking at my 14 year old daughters pussy with a hard on in my shorts. I mean, of course. "You're teen so beautiful Amy," I said as I continued to rub ” Vlad said “Yeah I’ll be right back. Once upstairs, I got out a large freezer sip-lock baggie and the large chicken breast we had thawed out in the fridge. Look, I don’t know my own feelings right now, okay? I think that you have drained me, but it still feels tight just as good. As I got more confident, I started steering the jet-ski with one hand and rubbing my pussy with the other hand.