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 Wendy was being more resistant to his suggestions. Almost like she was in fuckmyhotwife a light hypnosis fuck state fuckmyhotwife. On the fuck bus she was fuck so out of it, she just Yes'd and Umm..hmm'd like she had no will power of her own. Her voice was different too.
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 Chapter 11 fuckmyhotwife The Golden Rule of Hypnosis
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 "No need to resist. Let the waves engulf your mind. Let the pleasure take fuck you over. No need to think, only feel."
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