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

Angie smiled. "Angie has fun," she answered. "Lots and lots of fun."

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"It realwifenude's hard to look away, isn't it, Carl? So hard to look away. It's real so pretty, so nude shiny and sparkly real. You can't erotic nude look away from the pretty wife stone, can nude't stop following it with realwifenude your eyes as real it swings back and forth realwifenude, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back erotic nude and forth. Try to stop following it with your eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you real can real't, can you, Carl?"

"Rising. Shrinking erotic nude. Being . . . pulled toward the stone real," Carl mumbled. The world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him as he soared, weightless, toward wife the gem wife dangling at the end of Angie's neck chain. The stone loomed larger videos, larger. Huge.

"Daddy, no." Angie cried. "Time out, Daddy."

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"Yes, ma'am?" he asked.

Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized wife boy toy again.

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"I will forget coming here. I will forget what . . . happened here. I will real act and speak as . . . I always do, unless you say, 'Angie's magic stone' or . . . show me the stone. I realwifenude will think I am thinking just the real same . . . as always . . . unless erotic nude Angie says erotic nude 'Angie's magic stone' or realwifenude . . . shows real me the stone."