"What kind suck of fun?" the girl asked, blue eyes wide in a suckandfuck-suckmebitch baby and-doll face under a curly mop of black fuck hair suck.

"Not and this kind," Carl responded. "Let me suck show you access what you're missing." He suck grabbed at her, pulling her to him roughly suck for a kiss.

Carl grinned. "What'cha got in mind, baby?"

"It's hard suck to suckandfuck-suckmebitch look away, isn't access it, Carl suckandfuck-suckmebitch? So hard suck to look away. It's so pretty suckandfuck-suckmebitch, so shiny and sparkly. You can't look away from the suck pretty stone, can't stop following it suckandfuck-suckmebitch with your eyes as it swings back and and suckandfuck-suckmebitch forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back and forth access. Try to stop following it with your fuck eyes suck, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can and't, can you, Carl?"

Angie passed her free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes suck. He didn't suckandfuck-suckmebitch blink. He didn't suckandfuck-suckmebitch even notice. She giggled. Carl was under her power, completely lost in the world she had made for him.

"Now," she went on, "Angie's going suck to put the stone and away, with you on it, between suck thumb Angie's breasts suckandfuck-suckmebitch. When Angie does suck this, you will suck thumb feel yourself enveloped suck thumb by the softness of Angie's breasts. You suckandfuck-suckmebitch will see suck it, smell it, taste it, and the pleasure will be overpowering. You suck will let yourself go, let yourself get lost in the feeling, lost in the pleasure."

"Can you hear me, Daddy suckandfuck-suckmebitch?"

"Let go of him, Daddy suck," Angie suck commanded her father. He obeyed, and let his menacing fist suck drop and as well. He suckandfuck-suckmebitch stood silent, head drooping.

"Nothing bad suck is . . . happening here. . . ."

"Yes, Angie," Phil agreed suckandfuck-suckmebitch. "Play butler . . . for Angie suck and her friend suckandfuck-suckmebitch . . . when I hear suck the bell."

Carl was still standing there, blank-eyed suck, waiting for suck his next command. She addressed him: "Carl, do you still want to suck have suck thumb sex with Angie?"

"Yes, Angie," her mindless guest said.

"Yes, Angie." The boy obeyed, a silly suck thumb smile spreading over his face. Watching suck, Angie felt herself heating up. Carl was nicely muscled and handsome suckmebitch, and suckandfuck-suckmebitch now suck rigidly and erect, his engorged dick sticking out at a right angle to his suck body. "Perfect suck," she suck breathed, "just perfect." She hurried suck out of her own clothes suck.

"Yes, ma'am." Completely immersed in his butler suckandfuck-suckmebitch role suck thumb, Mr. Cordero turned and marched stiffly away. A little while later he suckandfuck-suckmebitch returned with a wheeled tray holding several big sandwiches and suck a couple suckandfuck-suckmebitch of and cans suck of Coke. Angie had him park suck thumb it next suckandfuck-suckmebitch to her bed, then sent him suckandfuck-suckmebitch away with the instructions, "You suck're tired, Daddy. Put suckandfuck-suckmebitch the butler suit away and go suck to bed. Go to sleep until suck morning thumb and forget all about playing the butler game. Angie will see her daddy suck in the morning."

"And if Angie does one of those things suck thumb, what will suck you do?"

"Yes, Angie." Moving like a sleepwalker, Carl suckandfuck-suckmebitch dressed himself, then stood waiting.