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"I'm Carl," he introduced himself. "I just want college to have a little fun with college you, Angie baby."
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"Keep hornycollegepussy watching Angie college's free magic stone," the girl instructed. "Follow it with your eyes, your mind, your soul. It's the most important thing in the world horny to watch Angie's magic stone and listen to Angie's voice, watch Angie's magic pussy stone and let hornycollegepussy Angie's voice tell you what horny to do, what to think, what's true, what's real. Follow horny the stone, back and forth, back and forth, yes, that hornycollegepussy's hornycollegepussy right college, do as Angie says horny, back and forth, because Angie has the magic stone, back horny and forth, yes, that 's right.
"Rising. Shrinking. Being horny . . . pulled toward the stone," Carl mumbled. The world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him as he soared, weightless, toward the gem dangling at the end of Angie's neck chain. The stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.
"Now you are resting on the stone, a tiny little Carl, firmly held to it, completely relaxed, yes."
"What horny's horny happening horny here?" Phil Cordero was a beefy man in his free early horny fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually smiling face. He wasn't smiling now hornycollegepussy. "What's this horny little horny creep doing in your horny room, baby?" He didn horny't wait for an answer. Instead, he lunged hornycollegepussy at Carl and grabbed him by the throat, clenching his other hand hornycollegepussy into a fist.
Mr. Cordero froze. Angie smiled horny; her daddy's trigger phrase had worked like magic, just as it always college did.
"Good, Daddy." Angie waved a hand toward the door. "Go 'way now and watch TV, Daddy."
Shortly, Phil Cordero appeared. He'd changed clothes, putting on black trousers and jacket, white shirt, black vest and bow tie. This free wasn't the first time Angie had had her daddy horny play butler, and he had a costume all ready, though he didn free't remember buying it and never noticed it in his closet until Angie gave the right suggestion.
"Yes, Angie horny," Carl answered. "Angie's magic stone holds my mind and soul. I must hornycollegepussy do as Angie says if Angie says hornycollegepussy, 'Angie's magic stone' or shows hornycollegepussy me her magic stone. My body is horny a robot which must do as Angie says."
Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good horny, Carl. Get dressed now."
