Elsbeth was glad that she'd usedthe "linking" spell. Otherwise it would have been a lot harder to figure outwhich Catwoman Steve was.The "link" spell ...idn't require physical contact, just direct or indirectmental contact. She'd logged on to that Fictionmania site and read a numberof his stories. He was a good enough writer that she could catch traces ofhis personality in the stories -- not a lot, there never were in a story --but enough to use the spell.She had to admit, though, that they. If anything he seemed moreturned on... But, was that even a good thing?He unbuttoned the last button and opened the shirt. He stared down atme hungrily."God look at you, you're amazing."I felt my heart flutter. I liked being called that. He smiled when hesaw my expression. I felt his hands on my hips."So, we had fun last night, and you have to get ready for a wedding...So, can I help you with something?" He winked.I was a little worried, he definitely had the upper hand here, he knewwho I. Then you told me that as your slut, your horny little whore, I should slowly force your cock into my arse.Those words burned into my psyche, your horny little whore, YOUR Slut. I pressed harder against your cock whilst trying to relax my sphincter muscle to allow easier access through my anal ring. I tried in vain to make your entry to my arse as easy as possible, but there was an animalistic passion when your cock head finally broke through my anal ring, I felt I really belonged to you at that. And sucking her son's cock... eating that honey-sweet cunt.The visions in her inflamed mind sent tremors of anticipatory ecstasy burning through Laura's body. As to having Janey watch her fuck her son, Laura didn't mind that in the least. It would be fun, exciting, to have the pretty little girl looking on, perhaps involved.Laura wondered if she should tell Mike about Janey now, or if it would be best to surprise him. She knew if she told him, he would want to get the girl into the house.