For some strange reason, she associated that with him laughing at her following orders flat on her back taking his huge cock and his overweight pot be...lly that crushed her like a little bug underneath. She tended to avoid policemen as clients after that unless they were of a less aggressive nature and more inclined to show their appreciation with protection or cash or both.It seemed to her that she had been taken in almost every conceivable position known to humankind and managed to pick up some. She pulled the car over as we entered some woods and turned to me. She put her hand on my arm that sent an electric bolt of excitement to my groin where I felt my pussy getting wetter. I gulped nervously. I felt myself getting really hot."What's wrong? You're burning hot," she said. Kara placed her cool hand on my chest and it made me cry out pleasurely. I felt my pussy soaking wet now and it was throbbing with sexual excitement now as I stared lustfully at her chest as she leaned forward. I. We discovered that he also likes to be spanked, and that I like him in stockings and satin panties. Two nights after we got home, I sneaked off to Wal-mart for a few minutes. I quickly and with great excitement looked through the lingerie department for a treat for my honey. I knew I wanted to see him in panties, but could I find a nightgown or some other sexy item for him too? No such luck, though I chose a set of black satin panties and silver satin panties with just enough Lycra to hug his. A glint of metal enters my field of vision, and before I can do anything to stop it, the silver handle of an elegant cane presses to my thigh, the metal meeting my bare flesh with a hiss like steam. I buck and cry out in pain into his palm, gripping at his sleeve, but thankfully he moves the cane away quickly, letting go of my face as he says in a rich Russian accent ‘So, it is true. Hmm.’ Swallowing, I shuffle back towards the corner of the couch, trying to keep an eye on him even as I check.