’ The detective declined to move. He refused to look at Fletcher. He turned to his colleagues, ‘All of you get in the car.’ Fletcher tried to ho...d him, ‘You can’t do this.’ The man backed away, as he started for his car he spoke, ‘You’re in way over your head. I suggest that you forget you ever saw this place. Forget about anyone you ever knew who went in there. This place doesn’t exist, and anyone you think you know who might have ever gone in there no longer exists.’ Fletcher was. .pound my puss baby, give it to me....I get behind her and tap my cock on her ass, then rub the moist tip up her cunt lips to the top of her ass then back down before I slide deep in her and hold making her groan and gasp at my full seven inches inside her. I start slowly but soon my hips are smashing in to her perfect little ass and the two of us filling her small room with the sound of nasty, her asking me to fuck her cunt harder, and me tell her shes an good little slut.....We fuck hard till. "I have lots of questions, but I feel better." I've still got lots of questions, too," said Mitch."Why didn't you tell me I got shot?" I was hoping you'd tell me about that." Mitch watched for signs of stress, but didn't see any."I'd love to tell you," said Kris. "I'd love for you to put whoever did this to me behind bars for the rest of his life." His life?" Mitch waited."Or her life," said Kris. "Don't you think I'd tell you who shot me if I knew?" I can think of a dozen reasons why you might. Becki noticed this room also had an oddly mirrored wall and wondered who was watching this time. Clearly she was not wearing the thong, but Bob played along, "Lift up that scarf" he ordered, and kissed the undersides of her breasts just to be sure it was not hidden there. "Turn around" and licked all down Becki's spine and between her bum cheeks, "So where is it?" he demanded.Becki giggled and coyly stoked her pussy where a red thread emerged. Bob easily lifted her hips up to his face, holding.