"I'm Carl," he introduced himself anal. "I just want to blackteenanalsex have black a little fun anal with you teen, Angie baby."

"Grown black-up fun, Angie baby," he blackteenanalsex replied smugly. He advanced on black her confidently. "The kind of fun you probably anal don't get to have teen, all shut up in the house anal like this."

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

Angie brought her hands up, massaging her breasts together around the pendant anal. Helpless black, Carl squealed and came, once black, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands black down and addressed her black hypnotized visitor.

"Carl," she said black, "you know black you'll do anything Angie says, don't you?"

"Your body obeys Angie's voice, does whatever Angie says, without thought, without free will, because Angie's magic stone holds your soul now."

Carl repeated black teen anal Angie anal's words in a anal monotone.

"Ahem," came a gruff cough.

"What's happening here black?" Phil all Cordero was a beefy man in black his early fifties, with black teen anal a shiny bald black pate over black a broad, usually smiling face. He black wasn't anal smiling now. "What's this little creep doing in your black room, baby?" He didn't black wait for black an answer. Instead, he lunged at Carl and black grabbed him by anal the throat, clenching his other hand into a anal fist.

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

"Yes, Angie," Carl murmured. "You're going black to send me home soon. I black will black teen anal not black remember coming . . . over here. Not remember . . . what happened here black teen anal."

"Good boy, Carl black," Angie praised him. She pulled the pendant out and held it before anal Carl's face; his eyes widened and locked on immediately. "The memory of sex what happened here will stay here with Angie's magic stone, the magic stone black teen anal which holds blackteenanalsex your soul safe for Angie black. Do you understand sex?"

"Yes, Angie."

"I will do . . . whatever you say after that."

She'd have to talk it over with Daddy, of teen course. But somehow, she didn't think he'd all say no to her black.

Carl blinked and yawned. He looked blackteenanalsex at the clock black in his family's front hall and swore. Where the hell had the evening gone? He'd blackteenanalsex been planning to black pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight black, but now it was too late. He felt black too black tired, anyway.