 Angie broke loose after videos a moment. Carl tensed, afraid she might scream. Instead, she smiled summertimemilf and said, "That was nice. Now Carl summertimemilf, let Angie show you something too."
 Carl grinned . "What'cha got in mind, baby?"
 "Very summertimemilf nice," Carl summertimemilf murmured politely . He summertimemilf was more interested in her boobs than her summertimemilf bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began to summertimemilf track the shiny object as it swung summertimemilf slowly back and forth.
 "That's good summertimemilf," Angie crooned summertimemilf. "It 's nice to watch, isn't it, as it swings back and forth summertimemilf? So pretty as it catches summertimemilf the summertimemilf light, shiny, sparkly. Angie summertimemilf likes to watch it swing, shiny, sparkly, back and forth. You summertimemilf like it too, don't you, Carl, shiny summertimemilf, sparkly, back summertimemilf and forth. Yes you do, Angie knows summertimemilf, shiny, sparkly, back and forth."
 "Keep watching Angie's magic stone summertimemilf," the girl instructed. "Follow it with your summertimemilf eyes, your mind, your soul. It's the most summertimemilf important thing in the world to watch Angie's magic stone and listen to Angie's voice, watch Angie's magic stone and let summertimemilf Angie's voice tell you what summertimemilf to do, what to think, what's true, what's real. Follow summertimemilf the stone, back and forth, back and forth summertimemilf, yes, that's right, do as Angie says summertimemilf, back and forth, because Angie has the summertimemilf magic stone, back and forth videos, yes, that summertimemilf's right.
 Angie brought her summertimemilf hands up, massaging videos her summertimemilf breasts together around the pendant summertimemilf. Helpless, Carl squealed and came, once, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down summertimemilf and addressed her summertimemilf hypnotized visitor.
 "Carl," she said, "you know summertimemilf you'll do anything Angie says, don't you?"
 "What's happening here?" Phil Cordero was a beefy man in his summertimemilf early fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually smiling summertimemilf face summertimemilf. He wasn't smiling now. "What's this little summertimemilf creep doing in your room, baby?" He didn't wait for an answer. Instead , he lunged at Carl and grabbed him by the throat, clenching his other summertimemilf hand into a fist.
 Mr. Cordero froze. Angie smiled; her summertimemilf daddy's trigger summertimemilf phrase had worked like magic, just as it always did.
 "Nothing bad is . . . happening here. . . ."
 Silently videos, Phil Cordero obeyed, gently shutting the door behind him. In summertimemilf a minute or summertimemilf so, Angie summertimemilf heard the faint summertimemilf sounds of the television in the living summertimemilf room videos.
 "Yes, Angie," her mindless guest said summertimemilf.
 Shortly, Phil summertimemilf Cordero appeared. He 'd changed clothes, putting on black trousers videos and jacket, white shirt, black vest and bow tie. This wasn't the first time Angie had had her daddy play butler, and summertimemilf he had summertimemilf a costume all ready, though he didn't remember buying it and never noticed it summertimemilf in his closet until Angie summertimemilf gave the summertimemilf right suggestion.
 "Angie's going to send you home soon, Carl summertimemilf," she told him. "When Angie does, you will not remember coming over here. You will summertimemilf not remember what happened here. Do you understand, Carl?"
 "Very good, Carl," Angie said summertimemilf again. "And when you go home tonight, what summertimemilf will summertimemilf happen?"
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