She was Amalya Trepper, and she worked for the KGB. Espionage and intrigue were deeply embedded in her family history. Her uncle was Leopold Trepper, ...a shadowy and mysterious figure. For a time he had served as the controller for the western section of the notorious "Rote Kapelle" spy ring in World War II, and he held the rank of colonel in Soviet intelligence. His cover was as a Belgian businessman, name of Jean Gilbert. Gilbert -- my, my, what a coincidence.The particular operation. Jorge' parked his car about a block and a half away. Both he and Kim still had a good view of the van but they really didn't need it. They could have parked in the next block but Kim wanted to see what was going on with her eyes as well as her mom. She was confident, but that was her mom going in there and Kim wasn't going to take any chances.Jim pulled out of the alley and parked on an adjacent street that would give him quick access if he needed to get in the alley and to JJ quick.JJ quickly. She was moaning. Just like my daughter she was fucking loud. And there we were on my dining room table. Her tied face down ass up with a tail ass plug poking out of her a ball gag blindfolded etc etc... I needed her to be a little quieter. I did not need my daughter's out there watching me fuck their aunt. I took out one of the earbuds and I told her that she needed to be quiet. I gently put it back in her ear and then I slid my cock balls deep in once quick hard fast fierce thrust all the way. She wanted him off her now, still trying to process what just happened, he started kissing her, his tongue probing her mouth, she let him, she returned the kiss, somehow in her mind the rationalised that he cared then he whispered in her ear," my cock is in you right now, I just came deep inside you, you are mine now, you belong to me, I own you now, so where is my cock" "in me she whispered back" he pushed deep again, he was going soft but wanted to stay, " who owns you you slut" " you do" .