A few months back Zeek had hired Elena to participate in a bondage session with his then-wife, much to Zeek’s delight when the surprise was sprung o... her, she resisted and had to be forced. This turned out to be the last straw for the marriage, as three days later she departed without warning. Currently Zeek was unaware of her whereabouts, but not troubled in the least.Elena was somewhat of an enigma. While claiming to be an American citizen, her distinctive French accent suggested else wise.. ..," I gasped, "maybe about...., a hundred?"I hurried to quell the look of apprehension on her face by explaining, "A hundred times is not a lot. Hell...., I can count to a hundred in less than a minute!"She looked at me for a moment, then nodded in agreement as I began to slowly withdraw my dick until it was about halfway inside her. As I withdrew, the inner walls of her pussy seemed to hold onto my dick, creating an effect similar to the one when I entered her.Gradually I began pumping back. I wasnt too keen on the idea to be honest as i dont make a habit of getting into black mens cars that ive never met before but i thought hey why not im not that busy. I jumped into the passenger seat and he drove off down the road, we got talking and he was keen to know whether or not i had a girlfriend. I told him that i didnt and he replied 'me neither'. As i read out directions to him he started to make the odd wrong turn and after a short while we were lost and he was completely ignoring my. Angie found it strange in a way. She loved being across a woman's lap because the feeling of submission helped get her aroused. On the other hand, standing as a woman rubbed her bare legs before smacking them really hard was also an erotic feeling. Of course, neither was as erotic as the cane. That was because when she bent over and parted her legs she was being totally submissive whilst at the same time the cane stung far more than a woman's hand could. It was the cane for her after a spanking.