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Deauxma Alex Deauxma's Deauxma Dream Deauxma |
She diaryofamilf could diaryofamilf still feel his hand deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs on her mrs cheek, hear those words he uttered as he drove into her over and diaryofamilf over, "with each caress of my hand on your cheek you will orgasm, each orgasm will drive you deeper." Echoing in her ear diaryofamilf. Echoing in her mind. Why could join she still diaryofamilf feel that hand on her cheek? These join were deauxma only dreams. Such powerful deauxma, lust-filled deauxma dreams. And where did her mind get an idea like being controlled with diaryofamilf hypnosis? Her subconscious could come up with some really strange ideas sometimes. The best part of it deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs all deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs was that her desire to come deauxma out of mrs her shell more seemed deauxma to be happening mrs almost as easily as those orgasms happened in her dreams. Those dreams. Dreams of complete freedom, of wanton lust. The dreams deauxma of deauxma hazy deauxma hypnosis. The dreams that fogged her mind deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs...
"Tell me what deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs you want Alex deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs," there was his voice again deauxma, rich, deep diaryofamilf and husky. If she could only see his face. She knew she was dreaming again but mrs she seemed to deauxma have no control over the dream. Suddenly a loud CRACK and she deauxma felt the sting of leather across her ass. Her imagination interrupted. Her thoughts stopped. "What the...?"
"I want to feel your deauxma fingers, please," she said diaryofamilf quietly, shyly. She felt him move and felt his gloved hand rub her stinging ass. God that leather always mrs felt so delicious deauxma. It seemed to join cloud diaryofamilf her deauxma mind... cloud her judgment... cloud.. her... she felt clouded, dazed and deauxma realized there was something different about this dream. Oh. Her deauxma naughty subconscious mind diaryofamilf. She'd somehow managed to get herself tied up while kneeling. Wrists bound above deauxma her head diaryofamilf and bent over the pillows so her nipples touched them when the leather kissed her ass. Wiggling her toes a bit she becomes aware deauxma of his voice again join. Aware yet somehow unaware. Superaware but dazed, almost drugged...
"Tell deauxma me deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs what else deauxma you want Alex." His deauxma voice again. Want? What did she want? She just diaryofamilf wanted join to deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs feel like this always. This good. Feels so good. This turned on. Feels so good. Is she hypnotized? It just feels so diaryofamilf good. She wants deauxma that orgasm deauxma. What did mrs he deauxma want her to say deauxma? CRACK as deauxma the sting of the leather falls across her ass again. She's taking too long to answer.
His fingers now deauxma playing with her diaryofamilf clit deauxma again. That soft leather that makes her head swim, makes it deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs weak, makes her think of that word, hypnosis. That diaryofamilf word deauxma that takes deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs her deep inside her mind, deep inside deauxma her fantasies and now he's twisting and pinching her clit mrs. Oh. and metal, she feels cold chains and metal deauxma. A pinch, a diaryofamilf moan deauxma, gasping deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs from the sudden pain and tightness around her clit. Whimpering, she realizes that her clit deauxma is now join protruding deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs on deauxma its own with the help of something tight join and deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs metal. Complete, absolute pleasure deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs at the same time there is complete deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs, absolute pain deauxma. Whimpering as she feels the deauxma chains tugged diaryofamilf. Her clit being pulled. Her nipples being join stretched and somehow together diaryofamilf now. Her nipples and clit are deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs like one. Her clit being deauxma stimulated, tugs on her nipples and her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs nipples being deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs stimulated diaryofamilf tugs on her clit. A deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs sensation unlike either of deauxma them separate. A diaryofamilf sensation all deauxma its own. Like it was meant to be mrs this way diaryofamilf. It should always be mrs this way. Clit and nipples together. The pleasure... The pleasure... The pleasure...
Alex felt the urging tug between mrs her legs deauxma again. Silently willing herself to stop diaryofamilf having these primal urges, her mind drops into deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs conversation deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs with her aching diaryofamilf sex. To anyone deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs who diaryofamilf could overhear her, Alex deauxma would join appear to be programming deauxma her sexual desires. Indeed she had been programmed by her own mind, her own dreams deauxma, her own deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs doing deauxma... Hypnotized by deauxma her dreams, controlled by her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs own subconscious mind, her sexuality diaryofamilf. Taking a life of it's own and programming her into diaryofamilf a sexual deauxma entity. Alex no longer minded, but deauxma sometimes the urges came at times when she wished deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs she could control them. Like now, here in deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs the office. Alex crossed her thigh-high hosed legs and diaryofamilf pressed them together into her diaryofamilf sex. She only has to make it another 15 minutes through this meeting and deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs she can run to the Ladies room as diaryofamilf she's done so many times lately to mrs satisfy herself.
Alex rushed to deauxma the Private Ladies Room on the 22nd Floor deauxma. It was carpeted with soft, plush carpet deauxma. It had become a favorite room to Alex deauxma since the dreams began. She could writhe join and lay on the soft floor and indulge in all her favorite fantasies. Her fingers went quickly diaryofamilf to her pussy, opening the folds and running in smooth circles around her clit deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs, teasing. She loved teasing herself. She had two hours for lunch, why not indulge in the pleasures? Alex completely stopped wearing panties after the first diaryofamilf week the dreams began. This mrs made deauxma it so much easier for her to finger her pussy shamelessly deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs whenever she deauxma felt the urge, the urge, the urge she has now deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs.
Embarrassed, Alex begins straightening her hair and clothes and freshening her body diaryofamilf. Though deauxma she loves the smell of sex, she mrs does still have to deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs keep her deauxma job, for now. Lost in diaryofamilf thought she tries to remember life before deauxma this awakening. Brad continues deauxma interrupting her stream of thought before join she finally becomes annoyed by him and waves him away from her. She remembers diaryofamilf when the dreams started and her fascination with hypnosis. She even began learning how diaryofamilf to do hypnosis as she became deauxma more mrs and more obsessed with diaryofamilf the power and deauxma mind control. She thought of the induction deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs she would to at her class tonight. She must try deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs to keep from becoming so aroused that deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs she becomes distracted....
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