.. then, if that isn’t enough, for the cherry on top, you catch Van watching Dad fucking Cheyenne ... and punish Van by giving him a version of what...he wants, but on steroids and with no take-backs, through hypnosis as well. And Van lets himself be hypnotized, KNOWING what he did to them! Wow ... just wow! Rocket scientists, all of you! I should have just hypnotized the lot of you into being my own personal sex slaves. Oh, wait, I kinda did!” Kyra rolled her eyes now as she admitted the. “Oh God, Vardhi, your tits feel so good”Uncle Parichaya had thrown his head back and was riding her hard, gripping her now tender and extremely sensitive breasts even harder.Finally, he began slowing and let her breasts fall back into a more natural position.“I’m going to fuck you now, Vardhi.” Uncle Parichaya said, moving down her body.“Tell me how much you want me to fuck your tight little cunt.”“I do, Uncle Parichaya, please fuck my pussy, fuck me hard.”With one swift push Uncle Parichaya. I stood up and went to the door, locking it and turning toward Steven. I picked up a large white bow, placing it in my hair. "Happy Birthday, Steven." I saw him look at me, not sure what I was proposing so I helped convince him. I pulled my sweater over my head, my nipples roused to hardened tips as the cashmere swept across them so lightly. I threw the sweater on the chair, standing before Steven in my short skirt, my legs slightly parted. He stood up, moving close to me.I took his hands,. Mr. Wainwright stopped by my cubicle about three o'clock and said, "You're fired. Your last check will be mailed to you."There was nothing to do but leave.When Connie arrived at my house that evening at five o'clock, I told her what had happened. Over dinner—stir-fry, one of her favorites—she said it might be to my advantage. She made a few calls after dinner, then we sat in my recliner and kissed for a while. We moved to the bedroom and made love about ten, and before she left for home she.