I was going to practice what I was talking about in paragraph one above, that I have finally perfected. There would be no magic ring or hypnotism or other props that have been included in other stories. No today I knew I could totally influence what was going to take place between my daughter and her new friend Ian. My wife Emily didn’t know it, but Ian was older than my daughter. Part of my motivation in this effort was to get inside his head and see what his motives were for going out, so to speak, with someone much younger than his group of friends. Ian had told his parents that he would be spending the afternoon at a friend’s house watching football on television. They let him borrow their older car for that purpose and he was to arrive around noon for lunch with my daughter. My plans began by “helping her” select what she was going to wear. She had no idea I was inside her thoughts as she looked through her closet for the “right” outfit to impress Ian. She had just gotten out of the shower and she was dressed in just a dainty bra and pair of bikini panties. As she homemade looked at herself in the mirror on the door, I “helped” her decide that wearing a bra today, would be counterproductive. Since this boy was almost a senior in high school, she would need to wear something that would grab his attention, immediately. As a result, she unhooked her bra in the front and put it in her underwear drawer. She paused for a moment and looked at her bare titties as she was about to select some type of a top. This is when I decided to move into her thoughts. “Honey, I know you just got of the shower, so I will not come in . . . but I did some shopping last night and I bought a new top that you might want to consider wearing today on your date with Ian. Let me put it inside the door, and if you think it might work, go ahead and wear it,” I said. “Daddy . . . it’s not a date . . . he is just going to come over and see me for a while. But thanks for the top . . . I’ll try it on and see if Suck it might work. I can’t believe your timing . . . I was just about to select something from my closet.” I quickly opened her door and placed the bag inside with the top in it. I went back into the living room and began sensing her thoughts. Bella opened fuck the beauty bag and inside she found a girl’s camisole white cotton undershirt tank tee top. She quickly took off the tags, and plastic covering and slipped it over her head and smoothed it out over her chest. My thought to her was that it was perfect. She looked at herself in the mirror, noticed how her titties poked out the front of the thin fabric and after blushing about how her Mom would have thought it was inappropriate and watching her nipples become stiff, she knew her Daddy probably would let her wear it and decided this would be just right for today. She debated upon indian a skirt or jeans, and elected to go with a short skirt that showed off her still tanned legs from laying out during the summer. It was about this time that I heard a car drive up in the driveway. I tried to sense what was in blowjob Ian’s mind and what his attraction was to my daughter. After he put the car in park, he began to fantasize about her body, and how he longed to get his hands over those small tits and maybe persuading her to hold or rub his cock for him. I thought that was pretty typical, but then he thought about his younger sister at home and how Bella reminded him of her. Had she known her brother could indian get her off like this, Ash would have fucked him years ago. “I’d better go check on Matt” I say as I put on some fresh Pyjamas and head to the door. She had sat in the chair he often did, but he smiled knowing that within the next few days, new furniture would be here. The woman didn’t know what was happening, she couldn’t neither move nor talk. “Oh?” Yes, I was still naked, still following fuck the dumb Program. I thought we were homemade friends. No, I was making love to her. It was hot but not terribly so and I sat on a bench and looked out at the city, downtown LA in the distance. “You want my cock you little cumslut? After a sleazy announcer described what was about to happen, Yuri’s nerves were beauty blowjob getting the better of him. My pussy convulsed as her twat milked me. Dual delights flooded through me. Two powerful Suck pleasures that swirled through my mind. Also picked up a couple other snacks. It was as close to asking me who I was as was allowed. “I’ll try my best bud.” I smiled