Still, that is not too bad. How much did you have her pose?"Phone: Only a couple."Two. Oh my stars. Francine, how long was she in the poses?"Phone: Th... first one was pretty long. I got caught up and couldn't get back."Oi fucking vey. Let me guess, you left her alone for half an hour."Phone: Well, no. It was more like an hour."OK. I get the picture. If you recall, Herr Gruber would only use isolation in extreme cases, and never for more than ten minutes. What part of 'newbie on her first day'. Chris, noting Caroline’s nervousness, changed his mind about what sort of photos to take instantly. Instead of a shoot involving skimpy bikinis against a blue-sky-and-clouds background he decided to do some simple portrait work first, to include both girls. As the first pictures were taken, Caroline began to thaw a little. Chris then took some of her on her own. Eventually he’d managed to shoot two rolls of film, some of Caroline solo, some of the two sisters together. The whole time Caroline. It was only after a few miles when Karen asked me the question.“Greg, we all heard the explosion. What happened out there?”For a moment I kept on thinking how should I answer to her and decided against lying. Well, at least against unnecessary lying.“A group of terrorists tried to plant some explosives at the bottom of the ravine under the bridge, so that they could detonate it during the opening ceremony. I guess they made a mistake while handling those explosives before they were able to. .soothing Megan's reddened ass with my hands...caressing...softly smoothing her pained flesh...roaming under her wet cunt, I move under her, tongue tasting the saltiness of Megan's groin while her juices are flowing...and letting her pussy continue responding to my hand while her hips are unashamedly moving her clit to rub against me, as I hold my hand still for Megan to moan...and then...withdrawing my hand so she knows...the lash...about to....*whack*...and Megan again jumps...with her slick.