"Now as you watch milf Angie's magic milfseeker stone," Angie went on, "feel yourself being drawn to it, yes, feel yourself milfseeker rising, shrinking milf, being pulled toward the stone, yes, rising, shrinking, being pulled milf toward the stone."

"Yes," Carl agreed. "Resting on milf the milf stone milf. Tiny little Carl. Firmly held. Relaxed. Yes milf." And milf it was milf true. Every sense Carl owned told milf him milf he was now lying, completely relaxed, on the warm, glittering surface video of Angie's magic stone milf.

Angie brought her milfseeker hands up, massaging her breasts together around the pendant. Helpless, Carl milf squealed milf and came, once, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down and addressed her hypnotized seeker visitor.

"I will do anything Angie seeker thong says because . . . Angie's magic stone . . . holds my soul milf now."

"Nothing bad is . . . happening here thong. . . ."

Angie rummaged through milf her bedside table and brought out a little bell. She rang it once and said, "Go back and watch TV, Daddy seeker thong. Forget you video came in here. Forget what happened in here. Watch TV, and milf relax. Don't pay attention to any milf sounds you hear coming milf from Angie's milf room milf, except," another little ring, "this bell. Do you understand what Angie wants, Daddy?"

"Goody." Angie clapped her hands. "Take your clothes milfseeker off, Carl."

"Yes, Angie." The boy seeker obeyed, a silly smile spreading over his face. Watching, Angie felt milfseeker herself milf heating seeker up. Carl was nicely muscled and handsome, and now rigidly erect, his engorged milf dick sticking out at a right thong angle thong to his body. "Perfect," she breathed milf, "just perfect." She hurried out of her own clothes milfseeker.

"Get Carl and me some sandwiches and soda seeker thong," she seeker ordered.

"Angie's video going to send you home soon thong, Carl milf," she told him. "When video Angie does, you milfseeker will not remember coming over milf here. You will not remember what happened here. Do you understand, Carl thong?"

She pursed her lips thoughtfully. She milf'd spent a milf long seeker thong time here at home since Daddy seeker thong took her milfseeker out of school. She'd been happy to do seeker thong it, because milfseeker the milf other kids had been mean to her before. But milf maybe it was time to go out and meet milf people again. Maybe she could get milf Carl to take her places. And if anyone was mean to her milf now, she bet she could find ways to get even.

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