 Jerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with milf a towel. He stared milf blearily milf at his watch cee diary elle milf. Slowly, his deauxma eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put milf down the soldering iron deauxma and stared at the device on his bench.
 But a breakthrough had happened diary. Jerry had realized that there were two sides cee diary elle milf to communicating with the brain. And the new superconductors...He had been working diary like a fiend deauxmadiarymilf for two months. He hadn pictures't mentioned it to his deauxma thesis advisors--the implications were too huge. So he'd had to pretend to be working on his deauxma original thesis deauxma. This amounted to two full-time jobs, and the effort was beginning to tell on him.
 Inspecting himself elle in the mirror, he decided deauxmadiarymilf the set diary-up was unobtrusive enough. Only the thin wire was deauxmadiarymilf visible. He strolled outside onto the campus. It was a sunny elle, bright day, and the green quadrangle was filled diary with students. Jerry switched on the cee diary elle milf Amplifier. He staggered, almost fell to his knees deauxmadiarymilf. A wave of thoughts and emotions surged through his pictures mind. Frantically, he deauxma fumbled for the gain control. At last, he had adjusted the Amp so that he elle could deal with the input.
 He explored the gain and other controls. He deauxma discovered that he could control the range of the Amp deauxma, from a few feet deauxmadiarymilf to hundreds of deauxma yards. As a mere novice cee diary elle milf, he decided to keep deauxmadiarymilf the range deauxma short for now.
 He had considered diary himself diary to be a diary cynic deauxma; thought deauxma that deauxma nothing deauxma he could milf possibly pictures encounter would shock or surprise him. He was wrong. After a few hours diary, he switched off the Amp and milf returned to his apartment, shaking his head at the primordial swamp of lust which deauxmadiarymilf surrounded him. Tomorrow diary, he would experiment with the second deauxmadiarymilf function of deauxma the Amplifier. He plugged cee diary elle milf the milf battery elle pack into a deauxmadiarymilf charger and switched on his computer cee. He had some ideas for reducing the size and power needs of deauxmadiarymilf the device.
 The following day, Jerry again attached the elle electrode to his temple and put the device in his jacket pocket. He paused diary, briefly deauxma feeling butterflies. "Calm down, Jer deauxma," he told diary himself. "What can happen? If it doesn't diary work, nobody will know. And if it does...if it does..."
 He knew she usually deauxma arrived at her desk at 7:30 A.M deauxmadiarymilf., an hour and a half before diary most deauxma others were due to arrive. So at 7:32 Jerry diary entered the building and walked to deauxmadiarymilf Bonnie's office cee. He strolled cee diary elle milf past her door, just to make sure she was there. He continued a few feet pictures down the corridor and paused to switch on the Amp. He adjusted the gain deauxmadiarymilf.
 Bonnie came running cee out of cee her office deauxma, rushing cee diary elle milf towards the deauxmadiarymilf ladies room. Jerry had deauxma transmitted the feeling diary of severe bladder pressure. And she cee had responded! Jerry was elated. He had, in a sense, controlled deauxma Bonnie--made her obey his deauxma will instead of her own. True, it was only elle by projecting a sense impression...but deauxma it had worked elle--and it diary was a start.
 He went to his lab, heart pounding. It worked. With the Amp, he could deauxma read the mind of anyone cee diary elle milf he pictures wished deauxmadiarymilf, and elle control the mind of anyone deauxmadiarymilf as well. His experiments milf on Bonnie had shown that deauxma the Amp's power was virtually unlimited. He could control thoughts, behavior, beliefs, and memories. When he remembered to switch the device diary off milf, his hand milf was shaking.
 For the rest of the weekend, Jerry used the Amplifier--and Bonnie--to their limits. He spent deauxma the time alternately using Bonnie's deauxma body and programming her mind. After diary hours under the full deauxma power of the Amp, and cee diary elle milf the detailed and inventive deauxma control of Jerry's imagination, Bonnie was transformed.
 Other changes, less obvious, had been made in deauxma her mind--and body--as Jerry had thought of them. Bonnie now had diary an deauxma almost diary infinite capacity for oral sex. Her gag reflex had deauxma been totally suppressed--at least when his penis was deauxma in her throat. And he had programmed her to cee diary elle milf believe that she was addicted to his semen--that pictures she would die without regular cee doses milf of it cee diary elle milf.
 As Bonnie joyously, langorously, gave head cee diary elle milf this morning, Jerry told her, "You are only the cee first of my deauxma slaves, Bonnie cee diary elle milf. There will be many others, all serving me as you do deauxmadiarymilf. But you cee diary elle milf will always be deauxma special, for you were chosen as the first of my servants."
 "Oh, yes milf, Lord, thank milf you," she cooed, then returned to her milf slow bobbing pictures on his cock.
 "Yes, Master."
 "Susie and Brenda are. Wendy works at Nordstrom's deauxmadiarymilf".
 "Excellent deauxma, slave. Go and unlock the front cee door. Then you may deauxmadiarymilf pass the time while we wait for Brenda by licking my cock cee diary elle milf."
 And Bonnie deauxma spent twenty minutes, sweetly and gently licking and sucking. When Brenda knocked, Bonnie deauxmadiarymilf looked deauxma up at her owner.
 Jerry reached out and touched her forehead. The power of the Amp surged diary forth. And Brenda became as cee Bonnie deauxma, a willing and loving slave.
 Later, he had Bonnie call Wendy deauxma and milf soon she had deauxma joined the group. Wendy elle was a tall, lithe readhead, with incredibly long deauxma legs and ample tits. She had the body of cee diary elle milf a dancer, and Jerry found that she indeed had once dreamt of becoming a deauxma ballerina. Now she dreamt only of pleasing Jerry.
 Jerry selected one of the women, a Junior named Julie. She was a deauxmadiarymilf long-legged brunette with milk elle-white skin and small, firm tits. At elle his deauxma mental command, she cee replaced deauxmadiarymilf Laura at deauxma his penis, and deauxma Laura took diary her place in pictures the circle of on-lookers.
 He walked into the deauxma lobby, where diary sat a Senior girl deauxma. She was the 'dorm proctor' who was supposed to deauxma prevent unauthorized pictures males from gaining entry. The convention was milf that a deauxma male student would tell this attendant who he wished to see, and the proctor would cee diary elle milf call the deauxma girl down to the lobby.
 He stepped deauxma out of deauxma the elevator, and deauxma grinned at the diary sight which greeted him. On elle the way up, he had used the Amp to issue 'instructions' to the residents of the top floor. Each deauxma girl now deauxma stood in the doorway pictures to her elle room. Each was dressed in deauxmadiarymilf silky nylon panties deauxma or in a shortie deauxmadiarymilf night gown deauxma. All stood at attention, their chests bare, eyes straight deauxma ahead, like soldiers ready deauxmadiarymilf for inspection.
 Finally, he diary had completed his 'review' of the floor. At deauxmadiarymilf his silent command, most of the girls deauxma returned to their rooms, having forgotten completely elle everything deauxmadiarymilf which had occurred since he arrived. A few, still dressed in lingerie deauxma, followed diary him as he elle returned to the elevator.
 A slave approached, knelt, and murmured, "Lord, there is a girl here. She says her name is Jennifer."
 When Jennifer spotted him, she fell deauxma to her knees. Using his Amp, Jerry examined elle her mind. Her programming deauxmadiarymilf was perfect; she had responded milf exactly as he had expected.
 Jerry smiled cee diary elle milf. "I don't think deauxmadiarymilf so. And you should deauxma learn some manners, bitch."
 "Very deauxma well, just don't cee diary elle milf let it happen again. Now why don't you deauxma introduce me to deauxmadiarymilf your delightful daughter?"
 Becky didn't understand. What cee diary elle milf was her deauxma mother doing? She didn't know this strange deauxma man. And milf her mom diary was acting as if he was an old diary friend deauxmadiarymilf, or as if he had some elle sort of control over her. Becky became frightened.
 "Mom, what are you doing? I cee don't diary like deauxma this. Please send him away," she begged.
 "Spend cee a few hours buying Becky a new wardrobe. Only underwear cee diary elle milf and nighties. Sexy things, in nylon or silk deauxmadiarymilf. Baby-dolls, half-slips deauxma, bikinis. Mostly in her size, but some in other sizes. Don't buy too deauxma much in any one store--not enough to draw attention to yourself. Stop when milf you've deauxma hit the limit on all your credit pictures cards."
 "Bring your purchases home. Becky and I will already be there. Tell no one what you are doing, or why deauxma, or anything else deauxma about this."
 "Come here." Like a puppet, she obeyed.
 "Becky deauxma, put on a fashion show, using the undies left in your deauxma dresser. Show pictures each deauxma one to me, tell me about milf it, where you got it, why you bought it. Then put it deauxma on and model it for me. I want you to go through the entire collection. Begin deauxmadiarymilf."
My Friends Hot Mom Deauxma The My Friends Hot Mom Deauxma Teacher
Mrs Deauxma Hot Mom
Bridget Joness Diary
Milf Squirt
Cheyenne Diary Hunter Milf
Alisandra Diary Milf
Diary Teresa Cruiser To Deauxma The Rescue
Milf Jobs Annals Of The Love Deauxmadiarymilf Disease Deauxma
Free Milf Movie
Deauxma Honeymoon Deauxma
The Jpg Yemmens Deauxma Stone Deauxma I The First Stone Deauxma
Cougars Deauxma Heat In Xizang Dance Deauxmadiarymilf
Beach Milf
Deauxmadiarymilf An Deauxma Accidental Abduction Diary
Mid Deauxma Afternoon Break Milf
The Fringes
Deauxma Milflessons
Old Milf
The Hermaphrodite Deauxma
Milf Meeting Diary Alexandra
Mandys Diary
Brunette Milf
Deauxma Xavier The Milf Mom Great Deauxma
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