I called our four new agents together and laid out the proposal to them. The first thing they wanted to know was what was wrong with the house that I ...as willing to give up part of my commission to get rid of it. I explained the situation as best I could without sounding too altruistic. In truth, I'd been contemplating getting my broker's license and setting up on my own for nearly a year. It would pay me personally if I knew there was some bright talent willing to go with me, though, of. "Move your ass, please." Yes ma'am," sighed Brian, snapping his pocketbook shut and hurryingtowards her, shoving his pocketbook in the cubbie.He barely felt himself touching the ground as he scurried down the halland then inside the ballroom backdoor. A man with a headset on wavedhim towards the dark curtain, turning his shoulders to face it withoututtering a word. He could hear the loud dance music inside, knowing itwas the girl before him performing and suddenly never felt an urge topee like. He knew this young teen was ripe and needy. As he leaned down, her lips parted for him, and then they were kissing. Annette immediately began moaning as her father-in-law's eager tongue began probing her mouth. Her mind was rapidly exploding and she wasn't even aware that his hand was moving until she felt his fingers rubbing about her slit, probing and wriggling within her.Annette writhed beneath his probes, groaning into his mouth as he filled her with feelings she never experienced. Her. Her cheeks puffed in and out. She lifted her tail and Jackson saw something emerge.A brown something.Eww, not scat, Jackson thought.It wasn't. Not entirely. It started to swell like a balloon and he realised it was another bubble. Not that it made it any less yucky, considering where it had come from.This had better be worth it, Jackson thought as the bubble expanded and enveloped his cock and balls. Like before it felt soft, moist and stretchy, but there was also a noisome feeling to it, like.