Sub or Dom. What there is is is that whatever makes up an individual is realized. Most often the female desires the overpowering male and both get wha... they crave. It's simple, both get what they need and when two matches meet, magic is created, that "fit" is perfect.She appears to "fit", being submissive and I being Dom. It is far from being a woman hater that the Dom operates, but more in giving her what she craves and needs to satisfy herself. He in turn is also satisfied as He was able to. Nani:kya kiske saath aur kya bol rha hai tu sharam nhi ati mere samne asi baate karte waqtMe: (thoda gussa hoke) nhi ati sharam apko ati hai kya apne hi pote ka lund pakad ke soti ho, aaise nhi ati na sharamNani: vo me.. Me..Me:plz nani ek baar plzz uske baad kabhi nhi bolunga ki apne mera lund pakda tha sote waqtNani(thoda sochte):thik hai(yeh sunte hi me mann me laddu phuta ) bass el baar aur me yeh isiliye de rhi hu kyuki mujhse galti hui haiMene yeh saunte hi nani par tut pada aur unhe kiss. " But Tracey! You don't understand," started Jonah."What was that my princess?" interrupted Tracey."I won't ruin anything my prince," smirked Jonah leaning back andcurtseying as quickly he backed down."That's better. I've been waiting all night for that my princess," saidTracey leaning in and initiating a soft slow kiss.Even brief it felt nice as she gazed in his eyes yet it was a welcomeemotion as he hoped they were past any uncomfortable issues that hadarisen. It seemed special as she gazed. But most of all, I worried about becoming something that Carla would find repulsive, or even the least bit unattractive. I knew it was foolish to obsess about someone that I had only met a week ago, but lately she was all I could think about. Every time I closed my eyes I saw her face looking into mine, just like she did last night.But who knows, I thought. Maybe it will just be something stupid like going from brown hair to blonde hair, going from brown eyes to blue eyes."Do you need anything?.