Her plan was to have Timothy touch her body again, as he had before, but none of this seemed to matter anymore now. As she gripped the boy’s thick o...gan, she hoarsely spoke: "Timothy, I want you inside me..."Timothy could hardly believe his ears. He got to his feet and looked down at the gray-haired old lady on the couch. Ms. Alsover pulled the blanket aside and opened her legs. Timothy gently kneeled between her warm thighs, and, reassured by the warm smile on Ms. Alsover’s face, he took hold. We all four managed to rush to the first floor. Narayanan, Girija and Geetha slept in that room, but I, being a young married man, and gained energy after an exhausting session with my mother, wanted to know about my wife’s activities. I saw my wife, going bisexual, by fondling with Sruthi’s breasts, followed by Pillai fucking Sruthi, and Nair fucking Gayathri. A stark naked Gayathri, was wildly grunting in pleasure, due to Nair’s 10-inch schlong. She grunted,”Aaaaa ahhh hhhhh …… Ssssss …... I was certain it was tonight. I walk to the door of the cute Craftsman Cottage and ring the door bell, then hear the click of heels move to the door on hardwood floors. Ms. Merkel opens the door and again I am in a catatonic state looking at her in a creamer colored sleeveless, v-neck form fitting sweater dress that comes to her mid thigh, large pearl necklace adorning her slender neck, cream nylon encased her slender legs, and black pumps…. I find my senses and in all honesty tell her she. "You understand the principles of contagious magic, correct?" I muttered to Fiorella."Of course. That's basic." The shoes are connected to Lauren. She loved them." Oh! But she has owned them such a short time. The bonds will be weak."I smiled. I spoke the spell. I opened my perception and saw the image. There was a girl, young, light haired, pretty. She was barking out complaints in an unknown language. Albanian, perhaps? There was a man. He sat on a dingy bed in a shabby room. There was faded.