 'Man,' Guy thought, 'maybe this hypnosis stuff doesn't work after all.'
 As ann Guy of walked ann towards the milf car he looked Wendy over. She was extremely sexy ann in anndiarylisamilf her tight blue jeans and white blouse.
 Without a word, Guy placed his palm on Wendy's knee and slid it ann up her leg online until reaching milf her innermost thigh. He pulled her right anndiarylisamilf leg diary of the dead toward him making her more vulnerable diary of the dead. He palmed the void between her legs, imagining ann the texture of her tender flesh the just anndiarylisamilf two layers below. He the leaned over and ann kissed her open ann lips. It was time to test her.
 After a few moments Wendy said, "What do you mean ann by sexy?"
 Time was getting the best of him. Much longer anndiarylisamilf and Wendy would ann notice how late she milf was getting home.
 "Not on diary of the dead Tuesdays ann and Thursdays," Wendy responded.
 When he was done, Wendy looked at him and said, "Tell ann you what, just tell me as we go."
 Wendy of giggled. "Yeah, it ann would be easier ann, but to be honest, my mom isn't home and I am not suppose to have guests anndiarylisamilf over unless one of my ann parents the is there. I know it is a drag, but they diary of the dead are really strict about it."
 Wendy thought for a moment anndiarylisamilf. "I guess so."
 Wendy began to turn to acknowledge diary his question. As the phrase online registered in her mind, she succeeded in little more than swaying her head to ann the right as her body relaxed and sunk into ann the seat.
 She thought for anndiarylisamilf a minute. "I guess so ann."
 As Guy ann heard Wendy coming to, he anndiarylisamilf opened his the door and continued about ann his way as if milf nothing had happened ann.
 Wendy the quickly regained composure, got out of of the car and opened the front door.
 Guy said in a loud tone, "Hey Wendy, ever heard of ann that band Deep Deep Asleep?"
 As Guy became more and more aroused, he ann began online skimming the surface of Wendy's lips with his own. Breathing softly milf into her mouth milf, he felt ann her breathing become deeper as her body took larger and larger breaths.
 Wendy tried to online yawn again anndiarylisamilf, this time online, turning her head as she yawned. Guy reacted ann and pulled her head ann back. He felt her neck resisting. As he applied more diary force, her left hand ann began to rise as ann if milf to try ann to push his head away. But it ann was too late. In trying to use her muscles, Wendy exhausted the last bit of energy she had left of. The hand fell down almost as quickly as ann it came milf up. Wendy's face pulled back anndiarylisamilf to diary of the dead center effortlessly anndiarylisamilf as her neck muscles ann gave in. Her breathing settled.
 Chapter 11 The Golden diary of the dead Rule ann of Hypnosis
 "wha diary of the dead..t.?" she murmured.
 He contained his excitement dead and continued speaking diary of the dead in the same slow ann, calm voice.
 "uhhh..huhh..," she the said in dead a drowsy but milf somewhat milf desperate voice.
 "Why ann can't you?" Guy asked, slightly ann irritated milf.
 Guy began thinking... He could have sex WHILE anndiarylisamilf Wendy was hypnotized milf. However anndiarylisamilf, given how anndiarylisamilf tight anndiarylisamilf she was, she would anndiarylisamilf probably notice a the change in her body. Then ann again, he had milf never eaten ann a girl out before. That might be fun.
 Seeing Wendy like this was too ann much. Guy took his left ann hand down and ann unzipped anndiarylisamilf his pants pulling his cock out. He then dead switched hands and used Wendy's sexual juices milf as lubrication as milf he began stroking himself.
 Guy decided to look around diary of the dead since his climax was over. He went upstairs and began looking for Wendy's room. He could ann still hear diary her even from anndiarylisamilf the 2nd floor. He found what looked to be anndiarylisamilf her bedroom ann and began looking through ann her dresser drawers. Finally, he found a pair ann of white silken panties like the ones she had soaked downstairs milf. Then he turned his attention to her CD collection.
 "Wendy, I am ann going to go into the restroom. When I shut the door you ann will wake up feeling refreshed and happy. You will not remember anything that I have said or diary of the dead done since we entered your house online. You will also not concern yourself ann with the time. The day has simply gone by quickly, that is all. Remember that you find me attractive dead, and when you are around ann me you anndiarylisamilf find yourself aroused. Do you understand?"
 "ye..sss," she murmured.
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