Makes me feel old. Chandice please.” “Uh, sure Chandice,” Brent shrugged and he emptied the lawnmowers contents into a plastic bag. “You almo...t done?” Chandice asked, flashing another smile. “Almost,” Brent said before closing the bag. “Need to put this in the trash, put my lawnmower in my truck, and then I’m out of your hair.” “How many more houses do you have to do?” Chandice asked. “You were my last one for today,” Brent said turning to look at her. “That’s cool,” Chandice said with. She takes off my pants struggling a bit to get them over my enormous cock. I accidentally slap her in the face with my cock but she likes it. We don't speak at all, we just lose ourselves in the moment. She quickly puts some music on, playing a Pandora radio station, contemporary rock appropriate for the office. She sucks me for a while, deep throating. I push my giant pencil into her sharpener and let her polish it off. She stuffs my tie into her mouth and then rolls her panties down. . And that wasn't all! Matt had told her about Jack. And he wanted Sally to be the first woman in Jack's life. Sally wanted that, too. Matt wanted it to happen the next day. Sally wanted it to happen, that night, but... Matt was probably right.And she did want to give all her attention to her dear big brother. At least that night. The next day, hopefully, she would give all her attention to her dear little brother.And, after that, Matt, Martin, Jack, Jill and Sally would just fuck whenever it was. Hetty may have been a hundred and eighteen, but she didn’t look a day over twenty-five and blended in just fine with the two High Wizards to create a bevy of beauties. Ricky had given Hetty her first magical medallion when she was still very young, as far as the Pix people were concerned, even if her life experiences said differently.As far as Ricky was concerned, one of the smartest things he had ever done was to rescue Hetty from the men trying to force her into prostitution. She had paid him.