This night, Tiffany had taken off sex "somewhere" in the deauxma convertible daddy had given deauxma her for her seventeenth birthday , and if she behaved as deauxmadiarymilfsex was normal Tom wouldn't see her until morning. This made deauxma him angry, but he had lost all control of the youngster diary mason milf storm.

Night had fallen, the lights were on in sex the pool diary, and Alondra was skimming the water with a long net, removing leaves from the surface. She was deauxmadiarymilfsex dressed in a milf skimpy black bikini image, which accentuated deauxmadiarymilfsex her dark skin and milf long image, lustrous hair perfectly.

Tom focused diary his attention on the lights deauxma, and waited for the dark haired Latina to say more.

"Would you do deauxmadiarymilfsex anything I say, just to kiss milf me?"

"Yes milf Alondra," he replied as deauxma his manhood engorged and grew.

Alondra drew deauxmadiarymilfsex back and laughed. This had been easier deauxma than the times she had hypnotized her lab partners in class. Caruthers was totally under her mason control.Now to re deauxmadiarymilfsex program him.

And you DON deauxmadiarymilfsex'T want image to have me sign a pre-nup, do you. You diary consider yourself very diary mason milf storm lucky that a desireable woman like deauxma me would allow you to marry her."

She led him into deauxma the deauxmadiarymilfsex large home and deauxma toward the living room diary area. She laughed, remembering that she , as pool girl, was not even allowed in the deauxmadiarymilfsex main house. Now she would dominate image it. She sat down on the large leather sofa in the middle of the room. She lifted her deauxma wet bare foot and pointed toward it , as the hypnotized Caruthers continued to stare into her mesmerizing eyes deauxma.

"Ohhhhhh," Alondra groaned diary mason milf storm as deauxma he continued to service her diary mason milf storm moist mason folds.

Alondrahenever we are in public you mason will address me as Alondra, dear storm. But when we are alone deauxma you will always call me Mistress Alondra."

"And diary mason milf storm when diary mason milf storm I say deauxmadiarymilfsex the words deauxmadiarymilfsex ' obey Mistress Alondra' you will immediately fall back into this deep, helpless hypnotic sleep, ready to storm follow any instructions I give you."

Tiffany, Tom's daughter milf from his diary first marriage , had not even diary mason milf storm returned to her home deauxmadiarymilfsex until today. She had spent deauxma the entire milf two weeks with her birth mother. They spent the time discussing how foolish Tom was, and how Alondra had taken advantage of deauxma his image mid-life crisis. When deauxma she DID return she diary was milf rude , not only to her father, but to the young deauxmadiarymilfsex woman she diary had only known as a pool cleaner, who was now her deauxma step deauxma Mom. But petulance was image her style deauxmadiarymilfsex.

Alondra was taken aback by the tirade, she had expected that Tiffany storm would cause milf problems, but didn deauxma't deauxma think she deauxma would be so open about her enmity towards her. The darkly beautiful milf Latina had , in fact, prepared a plan to overcome the young girl's anger toward her, in deauxmadiarymilfsex the time Tiffany had stayed with her real mother.

The sensuous Latina opened the box and took out a diamond pendant, with the diary mason milf storm most beautiful, largest pear shaped diamond Tiffany had ever seen. The deauxmadiarymilfsex jewel was suspended deauxma on a delicate gold chain.

"Hypnotic?" she thought, but she continued milf to stare at the deauxma pendant as Alondra's diary soft hypnotic diary voice droned on and mason on.

"No... no I won't.. STOP IT. STOP."

" hyp..... hyp diary mason milf storm.... hyp diary......."

""HYPNOTIZED" she responded , louder.

The Latina hypnotist pushed Tiffany away whispering, "silencio...you must stay just as you are until I order you to deauxmadiarymilfsex move deauxma," to the naked deauxmadiarymilfsex blonde. "Tom, before you diary mason milf storm do deauxma this let deauxma me talk to you. Please."

Alondra knew he was weakening, she could have just whispered deauxmadiarymilfsex his trigger milf words and thrust him into a deauxma deep hypnotic trance, but she wanted to see just how vulnerable he was to her sexual powers.

Alondra lay on the chaise lounge, near the side of the pool deauxma , dressed in a sexy purple bikini, sipping a deauxma cold pina milf colada. Every once in a while deauxma she would bark diary out an instruction to her two pool cleaners.

"Against your will deauxmadiarymilfsex....well said ..... that's exactly what sex is going diary mason milf storm to happen deauxma...My grandmother used to say that deauxmadiarymilfsex the deauxmadiarymilfsex eyes mason were the windows to mason the soul, and milf your eyes are full of fear. What are MY eyes full of Michelle, my pet?"

The captive redhead DID look into deauxmadiarymilfsex Alondra's deep brown eyes. " What are you talking deauxma about?" she spit out angrily.

She grabbed deauxmadiarymilfsex Michelle's diary long hair on either side of her head deauxmadiarymilfsex and held her deauxma face so deauxma the red haired woman couldn't look away.

The sultry Latina loosened her grip on deauxma Michelle deauxma's deauxma hair , but deauxma the older woman didn't move. She continued to be held in the grip of Alondra's hypnotic brown eyes diary mason milf storm. She couldn milf't look deauxmadiarymilfsex away diary.

"uhhh....uhhh..yes ... yes...." Michelle groaned as she deauxma sucked at Alondra deauxma's deauxma sex.