"Maybe," he told her in between kissing, licking, biting and sucking the various bits of her body.<br/><br/>Truth be told she already was. Every moan she made, every gasp she took. Every time her body twitched uncontrollably pleased him greatly. The feeling of power that came with knowing that a woman had lost control of her boy and you were the cause of it, well that was the meaning of true dominance.<br/><br/>His mouth had made it's way to the upper curve of her swollen, needy mound.  He paused there nibbling at the flesh, before cresting the top of her pussy. His hands moved to her pubic region and massaged her there, as his tongue darted out poking, proding and sliding up and down every nanometer of her pussy from hood to anus.