From what I've read, from what I've experienced, and from how it makes me feel, I know that submission is what I want.So to me, submission is an expre...sion of my freedom. It gives me the opportunity to openly communicate my needs in a safe and structured environment. It means knowing and trusting someone so much. And it means pleasing someone who can fulfil my needs. But most of all, it means choosing. Choosing who I want to be, choosing how I submit, and choosing into whose knowledgeable hands. I will just know something for no reason, and when I act on it you'll think I'm crazy, but when you see it play out, you'll know it's not ... completely crazy ... I mean. It's the way the universe apparently gets certain things done, because it's not coming from me."Coming up is another crazy coincidence. I'm going to hire a law firm to follow a young mother, with three daughters, who will be running from an abusive husband and father who has started to sexually abuse the girls. I can't tell. He has two huge ball sack like a tennis ball. Jui was caressing his dick. It became like a rod now, she removed the foreskin and thick red cockhead was now just a inch away from her mouth. A 10 inch long throbbing dick was ready to get moistened by a hungry female tongue. Jui said “so big, even I cannot hold its half in my hand.” It is circumcised with a mushroom shaped cockhead. She was fondling it with her soft fingers and looking at the cockhead.Now, it is oozing pre cum. She pointed her. "I can't go. My mom is really sick and my dad can't get any time of work, he's going to be in England for a month too. I need to stay with her during the day to make sure she's alright. I'm so so sorry." Vanessa looked down then took her cell off speaker and pressed it to her ear. She cut off her friend's apologies and started to speak: "It's okay, Ashley, I promise. I'll just go alone, I'm better on my own. You know what I'm like." Vanessa laughed genuinely. She secretly wanted to go on this.