There are a ton of ads out there from men who *claim* to be dominants, looking for submissive women -- and obviously, this is one too. However, I can ...onestly say that I am truly dominant; I do know Myself and am confident in My own skin. I know that I am not perfect, and I don't treat my subs like dirt out of a sense of insecurity like other "doms". My subs are my prized possessions, and sometimes they require discipline. In your submission to Me, your Owner, you will learn to please Me so. " she moaned. "Oh fuck yes."I felt her sex juices wetting me, trickling down over my balls and I was vaguely aware of her phone ringing."Leave it." she hissed. "They'll ring back, just fuck me, Thomas, fuck me hard."She was grinding herself against me like a belly dancer, but my legs were giving out, we collapsed on the floor just as her phone stopped and we both heard her message service click in."Mrs, Hawthorn, please call as soon as possible, this is urgent, repeat, this is very urgent.". I want this man to lay on his back as I explore his body with my tongue and hands. I want him to groan my name as I take his cock into my mouth, I want him to gasp at my experience. Taking my head as I suck on his and explore with my hand. As he plays with my breasts and nipples making me drip cum getting my pussy ready for penetration.I want him to beg me to penetrate my pussy, to fuck me deep and hard to make me scream again. I turn so he can enter me from behind. I need to feel him. We have become two halves of something much greater, Dee'rah. I see it in you; I feel it in myself; and I feel it growing and surrounding ourselves. Together we are much greater than you and I apart. I believe we are a living truth, Dee'rah ... we are living exemplars of symbiosis!Dee'rah and Michael stood side by side surrounded by the devastation in the ice valley. They faced the shattered and ruined bedrock of the valley wall that Michael had torn asunder with his wild energy thrust..