“Ew, gross Ty!” My daughter squealed.I loved my boy. He was sixteen and coming into his own personality. It looked like he was going to be closer ...o his mother in personality with just a bit of my irreverence.I looked at him for a second and then grinned.“Who said it was last night?” I asked archly.That got another squeal from daughter and a red face from my boy.The rest of the morning went pretty much according to routine. My daughter was running five minutes late for everything from makeup. ."The machine tones...the subtle, mind-bending voices within thosetones...the thick, vision-obscuring pink mists...then began to recede,the vapors apparently being sucked into side vents as Renee Fontanellebreathed shaky, light breaths. Her softened mind became much lessstressed as she relaxed. The ordeal was over, and she could get on withher educator's life.And yet, the dying consciousness of Ron Fontaine still felt compelled tolift an arm and bring it before her color-changed blue eyes.. I'll have everything ready." Hmm," I said to myself as I made my way into the bathroom, "this is going to be fun! Tied up and blindfolded sounds exciting!" I knew adding Steve into our fantasy game would tweak his cock. Being restrained and naked really worked for me, too. I just love it when we can combine our fantasies and do something we can both get into.I luxuriated in the bath, taking my time to carefully shave my pussy. After I finished my legs, I turned the shower on and rinsed myself. He was a member of this club and would introduce her to some of the other members, he had told her that she could be of tremendous help with her ability,.. by counciling several of the members and rehabilitating them just like she had done with him! Never mind that they were hardcore drug users and sexual sadists of the worst kind! Something that few professionals before or ever for that matter, had been able to impart any kind of moral change in direction to their sadistic behavior! She was a.