Well it didn't take much for me to make my move." Do me a favor?" He asked."Umm?" Go to the ladies room and put it back in. Let me work the remote." J...sus, you don't want much do you?" Oh, come on, baby, do it for me, please?" Okay, but if I want to put it up your ass later you'd better not resist."He was silent and she took it for assent and rose up accepted the device from him and went to insert it in her pussy again.He signaled for the check and had his car waiting for them when she. ”“Sure,” I agreed, “Is there any specific porn site you want to be on? MILF dykes? Mom sluts? Mommies at home?”“You’re not serious?” Katrina’s mom asked, her tone a mixture of defiance and disbelief.“Come join your friend on your knees, slave,” I ordered, “or your daughter’s and your own cunt-munching exploits go viral…either way I win.”The MILF was grasping at straws a she said to Lauren, “She can’t be serious, Lauren?”I tapped her head from between my legs and she obediently showed her face. Aksana watched him sink down and crumble to the floor. Her blood stained lips curled in a smile as she held the boy's mind enthralled in her hypnotic gaze. She cooed and sang soft lullabies to his mind coaxing him to lay down and to sleep.She shivered with excitement and arousal as she felt his helplessness through the window. Her crimson lips mouthed the words good boy as she held his gaze.Dustin whimpered as he lay there weak and powerless on the floor. He saw her lips move as his eyes grew. ”I raised my eyebrows. “Once? So, is that the explanation for the moans that I took to be encouragement?”She grinned. “Maybe...”I inched closer. “And, the ‘cookies’, the ‘snack’, I was gonna feed my ‘Nubian Princess’? Did she enjoy her cookies? Or, did she enjoy the second helping of her ‘cookies’?”She made as if to back closer to the headboard. “I might have taken a nibble or two of some cookies, I suppose...”I invaded her personal space, naked as she, kneeling upright, drawing her into my.