Angie hadn't seen him. She was suck off here to one side, singing softly to herself as she bag teased her hair in bag front of a mirror on top of a dresser. The noise he made climbing in caught her attention, though, and she spun toward him with a little gasp.

"I'm dick Carl," he introduced himself. "I just want to have a dick little suckdick-suckmebitch fun suck with you, Angie baby suck."

"Very nice," Carl murmured politely. He suck was more interested in suck her suck boobs than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began suck to track the shiny object suck as it swung slowly suck back and forth bag.

"It's hard to look away, isn't it, Carl? So hard to suck look away. It's so pretty here, so shiny and sparkly suck. You can bag suck't bag suck look away from the suckdick-suckmebitch pretty stone, can't stop following it with your eyes as it swings back and forth bag, shiny, sparkly, back and forth suck, back suckdick-suckmebitch and forth. Try suckdick-suckmebitch to stop following it with your eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can't, can you, Carl?"

Angie passed her free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes. He didn't blink. He didn't even notice. She giggled. Carl was under her power bag, completely lost here in the world she had made for - him.

Angie tucked the suck pendant back into her bosom. Carl whimpered as, in his mind, he suckdick-suckmebitch was enveloped by vast masses of soft tit-flesh. He was suffocating suck, smothering, but it was wonderful suck, wonderful--!

"Carl," she said, "you know you'll do anything Angie suck says, don't suckmebitch you?"

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"You will do anything Angie says because Angie's magic stone suckdick-suckmebitch holds your soul now."

"Ahem," came a gruff cough suck.

Angie turned around. "Daddy?"

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

"Yes suck, Angie," Phil agreed suck. "Play butler . . . for Angie and her friend . . . when I bag suck hear the bell bag suck."

"Yes, ma'am." Completely immersed in suck his butler role, Mr dick. Cordero turned and marched stiffly away. A little while later suck he returned with a wheeled tray holding several here big sandwiches and a couple of cans of Coke. Angie had him park it suck next - to suck her bed, then suckdick-suckmebitch sent him away with the instructions, "You here're tired, Daddy. Put the butler suit away bag suck and go to bed. Go to sleep until morning and suck forget all about playing the butler game. Angie suck will see her daddy in the dick morning."

Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized boy toy again suck.

"Angie's going to send you home soon suck, Carl," she suck told him. "When dick Angie does, you will not remember coming over suck here suckmebitch. You will not remember what - happened here. Do you understand, Carl suck?"

"Good boy, Carl suck," Angie suck praised him. She pulled the pendant out and held it before Carl's face; his eyes widened and locked on immediately bag suck. "The memory of what suck happened here will stay here with Angie bag suck's magic stone, the magic stone which holds your soul safe for Angie suck. Do bag suck you understand?"