"Grandpa had died today."Although he was not very close to his Grandfather, he did feel remorseful about his passing. "Are we going up to the funeral?...Wiping tears from her eyes, Henry's mother cried. "Pa wants you to help settle matters with the property, and the will." What does that mean?" Henry replied looking confused."You are going to leaving in the morning to help your Pa. I can mind the house, and farm. It might take a few weeks though."Henry assumed his family was doing ok in a bad. Yeah… Yeah… Hypnosis doesn’t work that way. You can’t make someone do something under hypnosis that they wouldn’t normally do anyway, but the fantasies were thrilling none the less. Danny knew this, but he had seen some videos on the Internet. He had even gone to a show once when he was on a business trip, and surely those people wouldn’t normally stand up there and cluck like a chicken or bark like a dog. He had become obsessed with the idea of taking complete control of someone by hypnosis,. It was gross, but I kind of went with it. When I did, my tongue was recoated with his goop. As I did so, he leaned in, kissing me hard, forcing his tongue down my throat, mixing his dickspew with his hot spit as he tonguefucked me with his mouth. When he'd finshed he let me go, telling me to get dressed for town, as if nothing had happened. That night, I went out with him like we always did, but with his cum between my pecs and the taste in my mouth. It made me feel dirty, and horny, and. “And I got wetter watching you. And got even wetter when I saw you sneaking off and decided to follow you. Will you make cum again?”I rubbed her slit through her panties. She moaned softly. I guided her to the bench along the wall. I dropped to my knees in front of her. I spread her legs and lifted her dress. I grabbed her red panties and pulled them down. I kissed her inner thigh.“What are you doing?” she asked.“I’m going to make you cum again,” I told her.“I meant with your fingers,”.