E. was ready for them.In Washington, D.C., another man was also making preparations this morning. He was of average height, average build, with no dis...tinguishing scars or marks on his body, but his profession was anything but average. John Stevenson was the top hit man for the Medellin drug cartel, and he had a $2,500,000 contract to assassinate the new President of the United States, who was talking about possibly legalizing drugs, which, if carried out, would cost the cartel billions of. My ability had given all the time I require to evade their attacks and I had already turned around ready to reflect or dodge any further volley of attacks from them.Contrary to my expectations though, there was no incoming attack. They looked startled and a little intimidated at the course of events, not expecting me to take the fight to them. They seemed hesitant to approach me, having already the devastating effects my ability could have on the battlefield.Well, I wasn’t about to let go of. Karen peeled her sweatshirt off, revealing a large and firmly packed bra. She reached behind her and undid the clasp, then shook her bare tits at her husband. “You son of a bitch, I ought to, just for that!” She tossed her clothes aside and undid Franks khakis, pulling them and his briefs down to his knees. A long and thick erection greeted her lips. She opened her mouth and took his cock inside.When they had first been married, Karen had been an innocent and naïve young farm girl on a Cortland. Tracey complied and began to open Brenda’s large ass checks and tongued her ass. Tracey found this humiliating and hated doing it but figured it was a trade off if Brenda stayed away from her daughter. Just then Madison walked in and said, ”Oh my god, I…I didn’t know you guys were…”. “Its Ok sweetie” ,replied the rubenesque boss,” your mom was just kissing my ass for a while. Have a seat.” not only was Madison uncomfortable, but so was her mother. She was in a completely compromised position.