Ariel hesitated a moment when I sat on the couch and then cuddled up on my lap. She pressed her face against my chest and I had to struggle to hear he... whisper, “I’m in love.”I somehow had a feeling she didn’t mean with me. Or with any of the girls in our family.“You and Rania really hit it off, didn’t you?”“Yeah. Oh, Jett, she’s wonderful! So gentle and loving and dominant. I want to be with her and obey her and be anything she wants,” Ariel said. “I don’t know what to do.”“I never imagined. It is nothing like whipping, just tipping - gently touching your skin but somehow the impact is enormous. The effect of constantly being corrected and pushed and perfected is something you can not yet cope with.The almost clinical approach, efficient, straight, strict and never ever a raised voice, just constant reminders is something new to you. Soon you start to wish you were thoroughly whipped, spanked or whatever as a punishment instead of these subtle, almost irritating corrections, not to. Things worked out anyway."Phil put his forearms on the table and leaned forward. "For you."Jack hesitated a bit to digest what he meant by that. "But ... but not for you. Is that what you are saying?"Phil just nodded. "Your father-in-law is now alerted that someone has been snooping into his past activities. Which means he will probably begin to review it, as well. He'll be looking to try to do a better job of destroying any additional evidence that might be out there. He'll be more alert and. I think she may have swallowed some of mydelicious semen cocktail, but most of it ran down her cheeks and onto the couch.After 5-6 spurts I was spent and withdrew from her mouth. She looked drenched! She was still somewhat in a state of shock and remained quiet on the couch.I moved down her front, licking and kissing her neck and chest, paying specialattention to her erect nipples, biting and chewing on them carefully. She only gave soft moans and offered no resistance to my wet attack on her.