" I could see her expression shifting through lust and fear as she decided what to do.I rarely got angry, so I wasn't ready for the surge I felt. °Is...she figuring out what lie to tell?° I felt light headed, out of balance, starting to lose control. I let the head of my cock slide down, to press against her asshole. Her ass was clenched tight, causing her pain as I pressed forward, and stopping me from entering her. This was new, too; we had had anal sex many times—she loved it as much as I. A truly dominant woman is dominant mentally, first and foremost. If you're not mentally dominant, the potential submissive that you meet will sense this. And he or she will turn away from you. I've always been a dominant person. It's simply my personality. I was born under the sign of the Scorpio. That probably has a lot to do with it, I guess. Growing up in the Republic of Nigeria, I had to be tough. It's a bastion of male domination, in case you were wondering. A woman really has to stand up. This guy is drunk with a shotgun. Damn day has been pretty quiet, till this." She eases the cruiser in behind the sheriff's car, seeing the man is not threatening the officer with the shotgun. She steps out using the door for cover, and tells the man to lay the gun down. The sheriff's deputy is an older man, and he quickly steps back behind his car. Nikkie has her pistol ready down by her side, and tells the man again to put down the weapon. The man makes no move to do so. He is leaning heavily. "Oh you are filthy, aren't you?" Pete said, watching a second before glancing up at me- in the entire time that had been going on, I was knelt at the top of the stairs watching in awe of the scene unfolding in-front of me.Sure, if you read my other posts, you'll know I've seen mum do all kinds of stuff, I mean I literally watched her get spit roasted by two of my best friends. But this felt different.My cock was rock hard and begging to be freed from the shorts I was wearing, and as Pete walked.