The address he had in his GPS led him to a large Mediterranean style home. He parked in front and texted the little tart to make sure he was at the ri...ht place. Prentiss answered quickly to let him know he could see the blue SUV outside his window. Renald walked to the door. Prentiss answered wearing a pair of hot pink boyshorts, a gray tank top, and yellow footies. His lips were covered with gloss and he smelled of sweet cherry blossom. Renald grinned broadly and said in his thick accent, “We. It will relieve you from every tension you have and regenuvate your body.( She was breathing heavily)She :- wow. Where can we do all these and what are your fees?Me :- we can do it at any place where you feel comfortable. My fees will be 3000/- only.Please clean up yourself one day before.She :- Ok. I will message you later.And she cut the phone.After two days, she messaged me an address. She said it was her friends flat who is out of town. She called me and said Lets meet up at 6pm. I agreed.. What could I do?I was a radiant of Rithi. I had her blessing. I had mastered the Arts of Painting, Dancing, and Love-Making. I had spells at my disposal. Illusions would not work. Not when the treeman knew I could make them. And that faerie lord might still be around. He could just disrupt them.Invisibility?Rithi's spell didn't grant complete invisibility. Moving gave you away. I could daze it. One of the spells from my mastery of painting. Yes, yes, I could daze it. Nathalie had already. He spanked me while grinding his big dick deep inside me. Smack! Smack! Jas pulled back and started moving in and out, picking up his pace and pounding my pussy. It felt so damn good, both the pain when he bottomed out, and the pleasure from when he pulled back only to push back inside me again and again. I could feel him getting thicker and thicker, moving in and out of me. I could feel my clit swelling and hear the sound of my wet pussy as our bodies slammed together. It was music to my ears..