I don't know how you get the idea I've been quote, repressing my dominant side, as you put it. I dominate everyone who works for me, most of the peopl... I meet, and thousands more at every concert. There's ton's of people, male and female, who'd do almost anything I asked, and they're all around me all the time. I figure I enjoy more domination than almost anyone, so why would I need to suppress my dominant side? Just because I treat them with respect doesn't make them any less submissive to. He hesitated then grabbed me by my thighs and pulled me from the counter. Slamming me against the fridge, he aggressively tore my beater. Pinning me to the wall I felt his dick getting harder thru his jeans as his sucking my nipples. He hadn’t made me this wet in a long time. I pushed him to the floor kissing that spot on his ear, undoing his pants and belt he turned me over pulled my shorts and thong off and started eating me. His tongue playing with my clit, he felt so good. He lifted me, my. I continued pumping his cock while I recovered. As soon as I caught my breath I pushed his hands away and put my leg over him, straddling his cock. I slowly lowered myself and felt the tip of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I started to have second thoughts thinking, "Oh my God, he's your son, what do you think you're doing?" Before I could move I felt his cock thrust upward, sliding into my wet pussy. "Oh my God, you feel incredible," we both moaned simultaneously. All thoughts of. " But you are now engaged to a dog. I need you to take the jug and go to the kennels and fill the jug with doggie semen. But first you have to empty the jug. Fetch a glass, please."I was blushing scarlet as I walked back to him holding a tumbler, which he slowly filled to the brim with the sticky white stuff. He waited. So I was now going to join the full glass club, but it looked like it wouldn't be just the one glass! I turned to face the men, and raised my glass. They started that "drink,.