Man was the lass with the ponytail a slut when it came to another girls pussy...she had three fingers in the redhead...James could hear the moisture s...uelching out of the redhead’s flappy lips and actually saw flecks of fem cum splashing out. And the way the blonde fingered a clitty ...the only outcome was a climax...and boy was the redhead moaning.James though was groaning louder... he was manically pumping the brunette’s arse...he was going to fill her...he needed to fill her...he craved the. " My powers won't do you any good. They can't be used for personal gain!" Who says so?" Well ? er..." That's what I thought - you were too much a bimbo to test it. Well, I'm no bimbo, 'Perry'! Look, here's how things are going to be. I am going to cast a spell on you - so you can't tell anyone who you really were. You will have to pretend to be Perry, the investment banker with the dull life. I will be Prue Halliwell - defender of the innocent and incredibly successful gambler. God it will be. Me: Wow, never thought it’s easyShe(stares at me): hope you don’t make me regret.Me: that’s the last thing I want to.She: Ok, fine now I got to go. Drunk and drive is not at all accepted here, so I need to get a public transport.Me: I’m not drunk and I can drive, so can I drive you, sorry drive the car and get you home.She: Hmmm, maybe butMe: honestly I really like one thing about you and hate one thing about you is ‘but’.She: it’s little awkward.Me: Yeah I know but right now you can simply. Do you wish to take the job?”Amy is torn but needs the work. “Yes, please.”Sir Edward stands again, “Yes please, Sir!” he thunders.“Yes please, Sir,” she replies meekly and runs from the room.Iris is sent in next and also agrees to the same terms.Sir Edward lets them settle in for a week or two before cornering Amy one morning in the guest bedroom.“I’m not happy with the standard of your work,” he begins, "my washbowl was not spotlessly clean and the bottom sheet on my bed was creased. I am.