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Where the hell was she? he wondered, staring at the dirt path that curved around the back of the boathouse, the same one he’d walked along with Mais...e on Monday. He was about to shut his eyes when he caught a flash of golden-red. He straightened and looked again, making sure his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. It wasn’t. ———————- Maisie stopped as she saw Alessandro standing by the side of the boathouse. She grasped the skirt of her dress as she approached, partly to keep the ocean breeze. I knew I could influence anyone in the house. Also, I had discovered that when I had the feeling of "reaching out" with my will, I could somehow sense the presence of other people. So far, this sense was very crude, little more than a feeling that my influence had touched someone. But I was hoping to hone it further -- perhaps even sense the person's emotional state.As it was, Mrs. Davidson found herself wandering upstairs to my bedroom, while Mom washed up in the kitchen. Rapping gently on my. The short red dress that she was wearing showed her curves beautifully. It was low cut to the base of her sternum. The bottom hugged her ass so tightly I had wondered how she had managed to get it on. And her legs in their customary ‘hold-up' stockings looked as amazing as ever.Her hair was down and she wore the diamond necklace I gave her, that accented her smooth neck and shoulders and drew eyes to her fabulous breasts which were just as gravity defying as her ass. It is only now, thinking. Her hips rose up to meet each stroke of the hard plastic vibrator, as her breathing became more ragged. She moaned as my tongue did its talented dance on her stiff little clit. She was begging for release "please, please make me cum." "I want to cum on your face this time, I want you to lick my cunt, lick all the cum from my cunt...Oh God, this feels so good." She began moaning harder and begging me to stop so she could prolong her pleasure and cum even harder this time than while I was.
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