“I know it’s more, probably a lot...” she said, not getting into any specifics, as, to be honest, other than what was in the movie, it was all j...ust thoughts, she was not sure of anything at all. “I think so ... it’s like ... when you move me, or tell me to do things, like at lunch ... I can. I can do things I’d never ever do on my own ... like sit like this...” she added, biting her lip. Her mind went to the things he was saying, imagining him making her strip in public, having people see her. I'm moaning so hard, thrashing my legs wildly. Then he does the unimaginable. He spanks my clit hard and tells me to cum. ”Ooohh, fuckkk! Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!” I scream out as the weirdest sensation floods my insides and I squirt right on his handsome face. I try to block some of it with my hand but it’s just shooting out everywhere. I’ve never done anything like that before. His sofa might be ruined; his suit definitely is. ”Oh my God, daddy, I'm so fucking sorry. I've never done that. At the last monthly meeting I had come to before this one.Sara and I had been broken up for a month at that point. I had skipped the meeting before that, still too wrapped up in my own misery to even wish to be around anyone. But, perhaps seeking one of those Cheers moments, hoping I would walk in the door and everyone would shout "Daniel!" in hearty bonhomie, I had driven to Gerry's home and walked into the living room as usual.I could have heard crickets chirping, had there been any in the. Despite the formality, it was clear the Ritmurt Local Eldest had it in for me. Ritual demanded that he downplay the value of his 'gift', and he did so in full measure, 'regretfully' mentioning that Larwint was a twin, and therefore less than worthy of my august statue. He also managed to mention that she was Nilwint's twin, spreading the 'smear' in hopes of highlighting my 'lack of judgment.'I, on the other hand, was expected to compliment the gift, and the giver. I managed the first quite.