"Hi there milfhunter." he called. She milf snarled. Over her years of hard living, she'd had to become milfhunter fast and fierce milf and tough just to survive. He milf had to admit to a grudging admiration of her ferocity. She would make for a great lover milfhunter if she retained any of that milfhunter ferocity while under the control milf of the Syrup.
"What possible purpose would that serve? Any experiment must have a control group hunter and an sexy experimental group milf. After all, there is the Placebo sexy Effect to consider."
"If there's someone in another room, how milf come milf I milf haven't heard her?" the girl demanded sexy.
"Okay." she said, rising from her squatting hunter position.
"Cathy." she replied.
"Take off your shoes and your pants." he commanded. She complied, taking off the milf shoes, then the pants as though it were the most natural milf thing milf in the world milf. "Now follow me milfhunter." he said, and she followed him into the milf bathroom. "Get in." he said, and when she sexy was in, he drew her a bath, then bathed her. She didn't respond to anything he did. Apparently , she was focussed on verbal commands. He milfhunter had her get out, and he made posthypnotic suggestions to her as he dried milf her off, then had her do various sexy things for him, waiting milf for the Syrup to milf wear off. She milf was still under milfhunter its effects at six o' clock the milfhunter next morning, but by seven-thirty, it had worn off, but she was still acting under the posthypnotic suggestions. He didn't fuck her, however. Ever since he milf'd met Lauren, he sexy'd wanted milfhunter to lose his virginity to hunter her. Now he was close to realizing milf that dream. While Cathy was still under the power hunter of the Syrup, he had put his Syrup into a bottling machine of his own milfhunter design. He set up the dosage and programmed the computer for how much milk was to go into each bottle. The machine did the rest, from filling to sealing milf and finally shaking the mixture. He had eight hundred fake sexy Yoo-Hoo bottles, which had been chilled beforehand hunter, as had the milk, so it would be cold. Now to waylay the milkman milf...
Kyle chuckled to himself as the blank-faced principal turned off milf the intercom and began performing the second part of Kyle's command milf--namely, he went into the milf bathroom and jerked off, and would continue to do so until the Syrup wore off. He had dosed milf the entire cafeteria milf staff, giving them all specific instructions, including the realization of the principal's promises. He hustled off to class, anticipating lunch. He patted the reassuring lump of the real Yoo-Hoo in his pocket, which would ensure milf that at least he would not be placed under his own mind milf-control hunter.
