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Reaching into glory her gloryholecum-holeyfuck cleavage, Angie drew forth a jeweled pendant attached to a chain glory around her neck, which Carl hadn't noticed glory she was wearing. "This hole was Angie's face mommy glory's cum," she said, letting the on gem dangle in front of hole her breasts glory, swaying gently. "Isn glory't it pretty? All shiny and sparkly, so nice to look at on."

"Sh-sh glory-shiny," Carl mumbled, eyes following the moving stone. Somehow, he seemed to have lost the cum on face initiative. "Sparkly. Back and forth." He relaxed, letting his hands glory fall loosely to his sides, as he continued to face follow the pendant with his eyes.

Carl struggled and gasped, "Can't gloryholecum-holeyfuck stop . . . watching the pretty stone. Shiny. Sparkly glory. Back and . . . forth glory."

"I will hole do glory anything Angie says because . . . Angie's magic stone . . . holds glory my soul now."

Angie laughed softly and gloryholecum-holeyfuck clapped her hands. "Oh, goody. That's just what Angie wants too."

"Let go of him, Daddy," Angie commanded her father. He obeyed, and let his menacing fist drop as well hole. He stood silent, head drooping.

Silently, Phil Cordero cum obeyed, gently shutting the door behind him. In a minute or so, Angie heard the faint sounds of the television in the living room.

She gloryholecum-holeyfuck smiled. She enjoyed gloryholecum-holeyfuck controlling her daddy. He'd been one of the first people she'd tried out glory the pendant on, after she'd gotten interested in hypnosis, and he'd glory turned out to be a gloryholecum-holeyfuck very good on subject. It glory helped that he'd always trusted her. She glory had a glory lot of fun with him, especially the glory times she put him under and made glory him think she was Mommy. He didn't remember any of it, of course. That hole was part of the fun, knowing her cum control was a glory secret.

Carl was still standing glory there, blank holey-eyed, waiting for his next command hole. She addressed him: "Carl, do you still want to have hole sex with - Angie?"

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"Yes, Angie." Moving gloryholecum-holeyfuck like a sleepwalker, Carl dressed himself, then stood waiting.

"It's time to go home, Carl glory," she told him. "Daddy's taken care of, so Angie will gloryholecum-holeyfuck take hole you out the front door hole." She giggled. "Angie wouldn't want you to glory fall glory, climbing back out the face window."

Carl blinked and yawned. He looked at the clock in his family's front glory hall and swore. Where the hell glory had the evening gone? He'd been planning to glory pay weird-girl Angie a gloryholecum-holeyfuck visit cum on face tonight, but cum on face now face it cum on face was too late. He felt too tired, anyway.