I tugged down the panties and ordered Tony to suck him hard. Tony stayed very still for a second then began to speak "em".. I grabbed Tonys hair force... his head forward so that Adams cock was in his mouth before he could finish speaking. "I am your mistress and you will do as you are told". Keeping hold of his hair I forced his head forward so that he had to take all of Adams cock in his mouth. After thirty seconds he found the rythym that Adam enjoyed and Adam was fully erect forcing his 7. My heart was breaking, I knew now that I was definitely in love with Ashley. No way I would feel this bad if I weren’t.The following Monday she went back to school, I began spending a good part of the day at the gym. I was working out like an animal, never had my drive been stronger. It was more of a pent up anger though than it was determination. Every night I either stayed out until bed time or went to bed extremely early.The draft was going to be held in just over a week, the entire town was. He walked out of the cemetery trying to figure out how he’d get this disturbing image out of his head, and onto paper. He felt himself the happiest when he was sitting at his computer, and typing the images that flowed from his mind. He arrived home, still trying to guess what the hell he was doing in the cemetery to begin with. He took the house key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. Once inside, he raced into the den and turned on the computer. He started to write down what had happened. The Bolivar family, led by sisters Yolanda and Margarita, were also recently-retired intelligence officers from Venezuela. The family used their contacts to come to America and start new lives as restaurant owners, but their nature found them also keeping their fingers in the intelligence world. That was spurred to priority when they discovered, by accident, that their restaurant’s location was near a secret US military base.After discovering each others’ secret past lives, Yolanda and George.