I knew Megan would be wondering where I had disappeared but I was more concerned with the woman in my arms. Finally Molly’s sobs subsided and she s...epped back. Tears still streamed down from her shimmering eyes, but she was clearly trying to pull herself together so she could say something.“I’m sorry. I know it isn’t fair to you. I’m married, but I can’t STAND the idea of you being with her.” Molly wiped her eyes, and I did my best to look abashed. “She always does this. I doubt she. Every once in a while I'd pull my hand back and just give it a little pat to try to give her a sense of pleasure with the pain. She wasn't reacting at all. She just took it. "Am I hurting you hun?" She removed her mouth from pleasuring my cock to say one word."More." Say please." I said."More please." She had just become my submissive.I told her to stand up as I walked a couple steps to get the 'dom bag' I had nearby full of toys and supplies. I walked back to her with a bag of rubber bands.. “Wow, Abidjan has over seven million people!” Sula stated.“We should be able to find a safe hotel for the night. What is it you said, Scott. When you are a sheep trying to hide from the wolf, hide amongst the sheep?” Jenny recited.“We should try to stay on the east side of Abidjan so there’s less traffic in the morning. Then straight onto Accra,” he suggested.“And then to my home and family!” Jenny beamed.“We don’t know how we will contact the Deputy Police Chief. I promise, we will get you. College was hard and I had to study, but it was also full of adventurous sexy white girls. The first night, a bit titty blonde from somewhere in Montana told me she had never seen a black man before in her life, though by sunrise she had swallowed more of my black rod than any bitch before or since. I found some cute Asian twins who told me I was the most American thing they could think to experience together. My roommate, this pasty k** named Fred, learned pretty quickly how to get a good.