I am not naturally a polite person, and I do not like small talk. I tend to roll my eyes and prompt people to get to the point. It’s actually helpfu... for me to practice engaging in it now, but he wasn’t interested in talking to me.He mostly spoke with Mike and my daughter.“Do you mind if I ask, what kind of training is it that you actually do? I still don’t understand. You seem like a nice enough person. I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”Mike prompted my daughter to give the explanation.“I. Now what do I do?“Spread your legs,” I suddenly asked her, no I ordered her.She complied with the order and moved her feet a foot away from each other, still looking stoically into the distance. I reached with my finger towards her junction and as I touched it, she shuttered uncontrollably and closed her eyes. At last she showed something other than determination against my assault. She started to show some passion.I pulled out the chair to sit in as I regrouped my assault. I turned her. I held onto his head tightly and told him not to stop whilst calling God’s name in all the languages I know. He was very experienced and clearly knew what he was doing. I have never had an orgasm before but when I did have one, I knew right there and then that I wanted to have one every day for the rest of my life. It was a surreal experience that words cannot even begin to describe, it was the single most pleasurable thing in the world and it felt out of this world.When he was done I knew. That must be the bottom of the puzzle!I know there is much more in love life and lust than having great sex after some proper spanking to warm up.Jennifer seems to have changed from a bottom who loves pleasure in her pussy from pain at burning bums.I know there must be a message in all that, properly put together ... It might imply even that I am a her father!Jennifer suddenly puzzles me by her secretve silence. She sees me probably as her ideal virtual dear Daddie.I scratch my memory over.