Eventually, she came to understand that she had not been mistreated and that she was merely naturally submissive in such matters and it was a role tha... she found most comfortable in all situations.In a way, she was happy to have met her fears head-on and find the self-confidence to meet the world with eyes wide open and with a better understanding of her own motivations. The shrewd Irish mustang officer sensed the hidden submissiveness in her haughty attitude and he didn’t hesitate to issue. You get used to it after a while and learn to ignore it. That chap is no different to the others we get in here. Some just come in and watch without saying a word, others quietly have a wank, some shout as they wank describing in full detail what they want to do to you. We’ve heard it all, nothing shocks us nowadays.”She took another swig from her bottle and continued. “Sometimes they can get a bit threatening and start banging on the glass. If that happens then the bouncer will drag them out. I like that.” His fingers slide deeper into me, then two, then three. He slowly pushed them in and out of my channel. The entire time he nursed on my nub. I tried to hold back, but his fingers and mouth aroused me more and more. I grabbed him by the neck and pulled myself to a position where he could draw my other nipple into his succulent mouth and he touched my clit as I fell back to his arm. His finger didn’t stop moving up and down, back and forth, and around and around. I groaned out of my. He remembered waking up with a crushing pain in his chest, and then he remembered the blackness coming up in his mind. Now there was blackness again, no, not quite blackness, as his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. He could see the red numbers of a clock across the room showing 3:17. Then he realized that he was not wearing his glasses; how the hell was he seeing across the room?He threw the covers off and went to sit up. Again, something was not right. The pain that usually.