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I saw more than a few cute girls. I reached a park bench big and set the device beside me. In a few minutes, it was booted up and the laptop was running. I stared at the screen, seeing all the dots on it. It reached for two-hundred yards in every direction, the extent of the range. It covered the whole park plus the surrounding area. I typed in general commands, built-in macros that would run far more complex commands without me having to type them in. The first would have all the children aching to leave. Everyone under eighteen. This was the first test. I typed in the command: under 18; flight protocol. I hit the enter key and then leaned back, waiting to see if it would work. Children in the park immediately started dragging parents away, complaining that they didn't want to be here. I smiled as it worked. This was incredible. Mind control. It wasn't just a theory. I had pieced together all the rumors. I had created my own device japan using ultra-high frequency. Being an associate professor in the science department and having a masters in engineering had given me the skills needed to come up with this. “Damn,” I muttered as the last of the children filtered out. A black-haired woman sat down beside me. She was wearing jogging clothes, tight shorts and a tank top. She was my age, her breasts large and stretching out. She panted, shaking her head at a younger, black-haired girl that jogged by. “I can't keep tits up with her,” she muttered. “I bet,” I said as I was ready to try out the next commands. I typed in: 840F21; immune from sound waves then 840F21; arousal protocol. I could direct the sounds, targeting who I wanted or I could send out a general wave to japanese affect all targets. Even better, I could manipulate other brain functions like those that controlled arousal. 840F21 was the hexadecimal tag the computer had randomly assigned me. “Getting some work done?” the woman asked. “Testing out my invention,” I said, typing out the next command. All; boredom protocol. The woman beside me suddenly just started looking at her lap. She had this bored look on her face. I glanced around the park. Joggers, including the woman's daughter, slowed asian to stops and just stood in place, the two barely legal girls—twins!—on the swing were now just staring at their feet. No one was paying attention to anything. “Jesus,” I said, glancing at the machine. It was putting out its sound. Then came the tagging. "Fifty of four?!" she shouts. I was about to collapse when I slid all the way off of his rod tits then right back in and all the way to his balls he yelled AGAIN, NOW my hole was still quivering and I raised full off again and slammed back down then a third time and he held me down this time his head rolled back and he was raising his hips and lifting me as he tried to get as deep as japan possible. As we made out I took off Chrystal’s shirt and put my hands on her wonderful breasts; I could feel her erect nipples through her bra. “Much sweeter; Savannah? I’m going to call Uber to pick up dinner for all of you from either IHOP or Village Inn….do you have a preference?” I said. Of course, there were also several curio cabinets which I had no interest in looking at. Megan’s ooh’s and ahhs accompanied by the squelching noises from both her frothy cunt and Aunt Laura‘s dripping Minge. Only this one wasn’t the silence of judgement, but the awaiting of a proclamation, of some signal for action. "I didn't do nothing." John was still in shock but this was the most exciting thing that had happened to him in a long, long time, possibly ever and even if his mind wasn’t processing things, his balls knew exactly what to do. “No,” I muttered. “Is that asian what you really want to do?” I asked Cindy. “What’s that?” Brandon said, somewhat sleepily. When he returned, his head still hung in shame, he was made to stand with his clothes on the ground, his hands behind his head and his feet wide apart for a full ten minutes. “Remember that one dress you wore that one day I found you doing your internet show? "Well we should go change into something more comfortable." It was like a forest of regimentation, and I wondered if we’d see the end of it. She opened the door to Diann's room standing aside as Master entered carrying Diann to the bed laying her gently in the bed after Kim Li turned down the covers. She groaned at the recollection that they were supposed to go camping in a unregulated site, that meant no patrolling rangers or a steady flow of departing campers, this meant she japanese could find herself waiting for quite a long time for the off chance for someone to show up. She needed something else. Especially since the girl in my dreams had a time machine to hand. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet pussy lined up with his cock, before pulling her downwards andforcing his entire length inside her in one big hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive size of the cock deep in her pussy alongside the plug in her bum.