"Shiny bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta, sparkly, back and forth," Angie cooed. "It's a magic stone, Angie's magic stone."

"Angie's magic stone," agreed Carl.

"Now as busty you watch Angie's magic stone," Angie went on facial, "feel yourself being drawn to it, yes bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta, feel bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta yourself bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta rising, shrinking bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta, being pulled toward the stone join, yes, rising, shrinking, being pulled blonde toward the stone."

"Now you are resting on the stone, a tiny little Carl, firmly held to it fiesta, completely relaxed join, yes."

Angie busty brought her hands blonde up, massaging her breasts bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta together around the pendant. Helpless, Carl busty squealed and busty came, once, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down and addressed her hypnotized visitor.

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

Mr. Cordero froze. Angie bustyblondefacial-cumfiesta smiled busty; her daddy's trigger fiesta phrase had cum worked like magic, just as it always did.

"Listen to Angie, Daddy busty," Angie busty went on fiesta. "Nothing bad is happening here."

Finally blonde Angie addressed her hypnotized shemale boy toy again.

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

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

"Yes shemale, Angie."

Angie laughed softly. Carl had blonde shemale been such fun.