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Indeed one really big positive, Chani had asked me several times when we could do some more hypnosis. Between work, school and my wife's schedule, the opportunity had not yet presented itself. Tonight, however, we should finally be able to have our second session. I was certainly looking forward to it, and apparently, so was Chani. Now, to be sure, I was disappointed. After our first session, I had expected Chani to be putting her tits on display later that same day. But, the fact that she hadn't wasn't entirely unexpected. I've been practicing hypnosis for decades, I've seen it all, shaved and if there's anything I've learned in that time, it's that all my clients are different. I generally tell my clients not to expect to notice the hypnotherapy working for at least three sessions. Not everybody wants to hear that. People have been conditioned, by the fictionalized hypnosis portrayed on TV, that hypnosis is magic. Solo Now look, I'll be the first person to tell you that the results of hypnotherapy can absolutely be magical, but... it's not magic. I can't tell you how many people come into my office after having been in therapy for ten, fifteen, even twenty-five years, having spent countless hours of their time and tens of thousands of dollars of their money. But, when I suggest that it may take as long as ten whole weeks to overcome their issue... well, that's just not good enough. Sorry, I got a little sidetracked there. I know you're not reading this to listen to me bitch about small tits my business. Let's get back to what happened with my daughter. As I was saying, I wasn't totally surprised that she hadn't responded to my suggestions. Different people react differently though, and I have a whole toolbox full of tricks and techniques to break through those barriers. It just takes time and a little patience. The past few days weren't a total bust, however. (Ha, no pun intended!) My daughter's behavior had changed, and those changes were, seemingly, permanent. Firstly she was still responding to the initial commands that I had unintentionally installed, "Time to work, Chani," and "Time to play, Chani." Secondly, she was continuing to call me daddy while being more overly petite affectionate than usual. Nothing untoward, just long hugs and kisses on the cheek. The first couple days she seemed to be a little unnerved by her own use of the diminutive phrase of daughterly affection, "daddy." In short order though its use became second nature and she no longer paid it any attention. I hadn't had a lot of time alone with her, usually just an hour or two in the later afternoon. Over the past couple of days, I had used her trigger phrase, "Time to play, Chani," when she arrived home from school. As before she would begin acting like my little girl and run off to change into her old, ill-fitting clothes. I did so enjoy the lack of bra and the magnificent sight that afforded me, but it wasn't intentional on her part. She wasn't pussy trying to show off to me; indeed she seemed oblivious to it. Of course, I had also been using the counter-phase, "Time to work, Chani." I would let her play with her toys or watch TV until it was about time for my skinny wife, Marsha, to get home. Then I would give her the phrase, and she would act a little confused, hed back to her room, and change into her regular clothes. I was particularly curious to see how she would respond to this transition between her child-like and adult versions. Kathryn reaches over and grabs her daughter’s hand in hers. She looked back at me and gave me an impish look followed by a wink. When you cleared your mind, your thoughts were very loud in my head, boy I could use a cold beer right now, so I knew my Daddy was relaxed for small tits the first time since I have been with you. “Only if your mommy ever lets you feed yourself.” Angela sniggered, eyes turning blue, “You better warn me next time you decide to share dinner with her. I threw my arms around Dad's neck and kissed him. It was around 2pm when l re-joined the world and decided to take a shower petite as l walked across the landing to the bathroom skinny l heard music coming from my brother Dave’s room, once in the bathroom l vainly stood in front of the mirror took off my bra then wriggled out of my knickers turned on the shower then glanced back at my reflection and saw bruising in the shape of finger as if l had been held very tightly on the back of my legs l put it down to more than likely falling over, l stepped into the shower gave myself a good Solo lather then let the water rinse me off. Slowly he entered her. But to make his difficulty worse she stood up, turned around and bent over to touch her toes, presenting him with her lovely rear. “That's it!” I moaned, my pussy clenching, my orgasm about pussy to ripple through me. “Suck my dirty cock clean, whore!” “Yes!” I always gave her the choice of position. Terry had to come over, and after a few moments of wiggling her splendid assets at me, she set on my lap, more on my leg really, making an effort not to touch anything too sensitive. Soon it was securely tied up at the dock and Jack went below to fetch the cargo. She reached out and took his hand and lead him back down the hall, past a restroom with people milling around, waiting for a stall to snort in. Left at the secondary bar and it’s smaller dance floor, and to the back of the darkened room. Then she leaned forward, resting on her hands, and began throwing her body back and forth so that she could feel true impacts. The more I tried not to, the more my AF rose. Her one concern was her height. She watched us as she began thrusting her fingers. For the next few hours i was fucked roughly and in several positions everyone had a turn at my mouth and pussy cumming in both sometimes on my ass or back or face or tits as i laid there on the table looking at all these satisfied guys i felt very proud that i could give them so much pleasure. Yes.” No serious repercussions, except a small dark cloud over the female assistant manager’s head. I needed them to get closer, where the pressing of their shoulders would limit mobility. painful for him to admit, he just wanted to lap that hairy ass all I had thought this was just going to be foreplay, but she keep up her motions, running my mouth down to her pelvic bone for more than ten minutes. I work in a large warehouse It’s my job to check the trucks in and out and to make sure they have the proper loads before leaving. And he had also unbuttoned and unzipped his blue jeans, so that his underwear was now visible through the "V"-shaped opening at the front of his pants. Jon suggested that she leave her shaved underwear off but after a few seconds thought she said, “maybe next time, I’ve got a lot of thinking to do.” When we dropped her off at home she gave us both a quick kiss, full on the lips. She does and with Tanya watching I have a roaring erection immediately. It’s sooo big!” My soft dick twitched. “Oh, damn,” I muttered, my hands sliding higher, almost touching my pussy.