Carl Pomerance matureswinger and his family lived next door to the Corderos. Carl's own bedroom window faced Angie swinger's, giving him matureswinger a perfect view when his sexy neighbor decided swinger to undress with the curtains open.
Angie pulled her blouse off over her head swinger, and Carl shuddered mature in ecstasy. God, what image a matureswinger rack. Angie didn't bother with a bra, and mature didn matureswinger't mature need mature one mature.
"I'm Carl matureswinger," he introduced mature himself. "I just want to have a little matureswinger fun with you, Angie baby."
Angie tucked the pendant back into her bosom. Carl whimpered as, in his mind, he was enveloped by vast masses of mature soft mature tit-flesh busty mature. He was suffocating, smothering, but it was matureswinger wonderful, wonderful image--.
Angie brought her hands up, massaging mature her image breasts mature together around the pendant. Helpless, Carl squealed and came, once, twice. Finally, Angie matureswinger brought matureswinger her hands down and addressed her hypnotized visitor.
"You will image do anything Angie says because Angie's magic stone holds mature your soul now."
"I will do anything Angie says because . . . Angie's magic stone . . . holds my mature soul matureswinger now mature."
"Your body obeys Angie's voice matureswinger, does whatever Angie says, without mature thought, without free will, because Angie's mature magic stone holds your soul now."
"Now Carl," Angie asked playfully mature, "what did you come to Angie's room to do?"
"Ahem," came a gruff cough busty.
"Daddy, no." Angie image cried. "Time out, Daddy."
Mr. Cordero froze. Angie smiled mature; her daddy's matureswinger trigger phrase had worked like magic, just as it always did.
"Yes, Angie," Phil said calmly. "Go back and watch matureswinger TV. Forget I came . . . in here. Forget what happened mature . . . in here. Watch TV and . . . relax. Don't pay attention to anything I hear . . . from your room . . . except the bell mature."
"When you hear mature the bell, it means Angie wants you to come play butler mature. You will come to Angie's room and play swinger butler for Angie and her friend when you hear the bell."
She smiled. She enjoyed controlling her daddy. He'd mature been one of the first people she'd tried out the pendant on, after she'd gotten interested in hypnosis, and he'd turned out to be a very good subject. It helped that he'd always trusted her. She had a lot of swinger fun with image him, especially the times she put him under and made him mature think she was Mommy. He didn image't remember any of it, of course. That was part of the fun mature, knowing her control was a swinger secret busty mature.
"Yes, Angie." The boy obeyed, a silly smile spreading over his image face matureswinger. Watching, Angie felt herself heating up mature. Carl was nicely muscled and handsome, and now busty rigidly erect, his engorged dick sticking busty out at a right angle to matureswinger his body. "Perfect," she swinger breathed, "just perfect." She image hurried out of her own clothes.
Soon, the two of matureswinger them were on Angie's big, soft swinger bed and mature writhing mature together, Carl's hips bucking strongly as he thrust into mature Angie, Angie mature's thighs clamping him firmly mature in place busty mature. As Carl pounded away, she pulled his face into her breasts, reinforcing mature the hypnotic fantasy mature she'd woven. To him matureswinger, it was mature as if he busty were still tiny Carl, buried in gigantic masses of bosom and pumping into them, and he blabbered incoherently as he came again and again. Angie drove mature her hypnotized steed relentlessly, and his busty body responded mature in total submission to her will. A small busty mature teddy bear which had been propped on Angie's pillows fell off unnoticed as she matureswinger and busty Carl thrashed in ecstasy. Finally, tired out, Angie stopped Carl, rolling him away to lie beside her on the rumpled bedsheets and crooning, "Rest now, Carl." He mature obeyed, sighing, closing his eyes contentedly and relaxing into a sated torpor. Smiling matureswinger, Angie basked for a while in the afterglow. At mature last mature she roused herself and rang her bell busty mature.
"Yes, Angie," Carl murmured. "You're going to send mature me home soon mature. I will not mature remember coming . . . over here. Not remember . . . what happened busty here."
"Good boy, Carl," Angie praised him. She pulled the pendant out busty and held it before Carl's face; his eyes widened and locked on mature immediately. "The memory mature of what happened here will stay swinger here with Angie's magic stone image, the magic stone which holds your soul safe for Angie swinger. Do you understand?"
Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good, Carl. Get dressed now."
The sexy young mature hypnotist steered swinger her deeply entranced subject out through her bedroom door, down the hall, down to the first floor mature and then out the busty front door. Smiling, she matureswinger watched as matureswinger he walked over to his house and went mature inside.
Maybe swinger tomorrow, he thought. Yes, tomorrow was busty soon enough to show swinger Angie Cordero how swinger a real man took charge.
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