The girl was shaking and her eyes were closed.Bill watched until Susan's breath got ragged and he figured she was close before ordering," OK stop. Now...do Hanna the same way."Linda knee walked to Hanna, and repeated the procedure of sliding her shorts and panties down her legs. Hanna's pussy had just a wisp of fine blonde hairs at the top of an otherwise bald cleft. The mound and thighs of the 12 year old were shiny with the moisture. Linda looked at Bill for instructions.Bill knew she wouldn't. His interest caught, he chose to give it his time to get familiar with the techniques for trance-like influence, having this in his arsenal, that allowed one control over another's psyches just may give him the edge that he never had yet needed.He went through months learning methods and researching each one beyond just the site he was on making sure he did not waste effort learning what was useless. He contemplated using different sources unsure if learning more from others would ruin his. Paul grabbed the shot glass and downed the rum. “What the fuck?” Dannye called out seeing Paul with the empty shot glass in his hand. “Sorry,” Paul replied. “We need a punishment for rule violators,” Dannye remarked. “Walk like a duck and quack like a duck,” Karyn suggested, whipping out her cell phone. Paul looked to me for a defense. I didn’t have one. “Waddle and quack,” Dannye demanded. So Paul waddled and quacked as Karyn filmed him with her cell phone. “Priceless!” she exclaimed. “You. “Uh-huh,” she breathed between kisses and sucks. “Hard... Deep... ““Is that what you want?” Flynn teased as he curled a finger into her pussy. He felt her thighs clench as he stroked it in and out. Giving in to his most primal urges, he grunted, “You want me to fuck you here?”“Yes.”“Now?”“Yes.”“Hard against this machine like in the story you read?”“Yes.” Molly urged, accentuating her need by churning his stiff cock roughly in her hand, smearing the tip with the pre-cum she had drawn from her.