Alternate Hypnosis. End Of Ass Innocence

     The next day, all Guy could think about was Wendy. He had little to no idea if the trigger would sex work, more or less how she would respond to his suggestions.
     At band practice ass, Guy ass kept eyeing Wendy to see if she paid him ass any more attention ass. She kept to herself as usual.
     Chapter 8 The First Session
     A few seconds passed ass and finally Wendy said with ass an almost ass offended free voice ass "No."
     Guy wasn't an expert on ass hypnosis, but he figured that post hypnotic suggestions must not take assmasterpiecesex a person back as deep as they were originally. Or at piece least it couldn master't take Wendy back to ass that unnaturally deep state.
     "I like you a lot," Wendy said without hesitation assmasterpiecesex.
     'Well damn it,' Guy thought, 'I forgot to tell her to find me assmasterpiecesex attractive. Great, she likes me a lot. Maybe we can go out for ice cream.'
     "Fine," Guy responded. And sex off ass they sex went.
     Wendy giggled. "Yeah, it would ass be easier, but to be honest assmasterpiecesex, my mom isn't home and I ass am not suppose to have guests piece over ass unless one of my parents is assmasterpiecesex there. I know it is a drag, but they are really strict about it."
     Wendy began to turn to acknowledge his sex question ass. As the phrase registered in her mind, she succeeded in little more than swaying her head to the right as her body relaxed and sunk into the seat.
     "Yeah, a little," she replied calmly assmasterpiecesex.
     "Well then, while I am sex using the restroom it would make sense assmasterpiecesex for you to lie down and relax wouldn't it ass?"
     She thought for a minute. "I guess so."
     "Wendy, do you know free who I am?" Guy asked piece.
     Guy stopped the rhythmic circles and assmasterpiecesex stood up. With some effort, he pulled Wendy's dress up above her chest. He piece then unclasped Wendy 's front clasp bra exposing her ripe breasts. Placing a hand on each side of her ass hips assmasterpiecesex, he slid her wet sex panties off. Finally piece, he pulled her right leg off the couch, exposing her flower.
     "Wendy, can you ass hear me?" Guy ass asked.
     "..yes ass," she replied with a weak voice ass.
     Guy concentrated on maintaining a steady rhythm. He brought his right hand up and began ass fingering her ass and licking her at the same time.
     20 seconds later, Guy was assmasterpiecesex done. However, Wendy was still cumin. He managed to pull his head ass away but continued fingering her with his hand. Then he decided to have some fun.
     After about five more minutes , the yells suddenly stopped. Guy returned to the assmasterpiecesex basement to find Wendy passed out in a small ass pool ass of her own juices ass. One knee raised in the air, the other leg hanging off the side of assmasterpiecesex the assmasterpiecesex couch. Her hands were both lying limp against her swollen ass red pussy lips. Her head was tilted assmasterpiecesex to her right free, her mouth assmasterpiecesex wide open as if she was yelling when she passed out. Drool had begun trickling from her mouth onto the assmasterpiecesex couch.