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Once he had double-checked everything and nodded to me that all was good, I deactivated the suppression field. As soon as we got back to the kitchen, Boris said in a whisper, “We have to talk.” He remained silent as we walked to my bedroom and put it in saferoom mode. Then he said slowly, “I ran my special body recognition software on Agent Carter.” He stood silently looking at me until I said, “And?” “The Agent Carter,” he said slowly, “that joined the Killer Kollar Task Force is not the same Agent Carter who was at the Las Vegas FBI office.” He paused and moved his mouth like he was chewing for a moment and then added, “The woman who was fucking herself with that giant dildo, however, is the Agent Carter from Las Vegas.” “So the video is a fake,” I said almost angrily. “Not a fake,” Boris said. “They just switched women between the closeup image of her face and the scene with Hardcore Porn Videos the dildo. They might even be from different times, but they are very real.” He waited a moment to see if I would say anything and Creampie Sex then continued, “In any case, the woman with Ramon is not Agent Carter. I think that’s what he figured out, and I’m sure that’s what he meant about it not happening when they ordered him to fuck her in the ass. He knew she wasn’t the real Carter, so he knew he was already a dead man.” “So who is she?” I asked and Boris held up his phone. There was a smiling couple on the screen. “Recognize them?” he asked. “I don’t have a name. It took awhile for my programs to locate them because they don’t have many images on the web– light or dark– but that’s her.” “Bonnie and Clyde,” I answered flatly. “I’m not sure if I ever knew their real first names, but their last name is Barrow.” I chuckled rather hollowly and said, “I was instrumental in getting Master and Mistress Barrow banned from The Society for refusing to honor safewords... among other things.” I looked again at the image on Boris’ phone and said, “I often referred to them using the names of the infamous leaders of the Barrow gang from the 1920s because, like them, he was a sadist and she was a psycho.” “Probably not the correct medical diagnosis,” Boris said, “but Japanese Porn close enough. And look at this.” He again held up his phone. This time the image was a closeup screen capture of what I had originally thought was the face of Agent Carter. “Notice anything about the Kollar?” he asked softly. “Son Asian Girls Fucking of a bitch!” I said angrily. “I should have caught that.” “It only appears in a couple of frames,” Boris said, “and you weren’t looking for it. That black dot is practically invisible unless you look really close.” “So Bonnie Teen Girls 18+ and Clyde are the Masters of the Kollar?” I said firmly. “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 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 the 1960s. Too late now for a young girl addicted to cock. I looked down my erection, slowly beginning to slacken with each pulse. 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