He saw my cleanly shaved pussy and bent down. I was clueless what he was upto. I felt that warmth inside me. I felt a river is flowing inside my body....He was licking my pussy slowly, very slowly. His tongue was doing some kind of magic inside me. He went a bit deep and started tasting my pussy which was already wet. I couldn’t control my moans. I said “Gawdd. This is heaven.” By this he still went deeper inside me. A bomb exploded inside my heart. How can I ever forget that feeling ever in my. I was thinking of all the good times that Nan and I had spent in that bed and as I reached my peak, I cried out, “Oh Nan, I love you, I am cumming……..cummminnnnng. Oh,,,,,,Ohhhh. Cum with me darling. “ I didn’t realise until after that my Mom had come into the room to help me with sorting out Nan’s things. She stood at the door watching me spurt my cum, and crying for my Nan. “Greg, what is going on here? Why are you crying for Nan??” “Oh Mom, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.” I stood up and. She paused to unbolt a heavy wooden door, leading Iden into a dimly lit room with an arched stone ceiling, empty wine racks stacked against the walls. At the far end of the room was a fireplace, the hearth brimming with what looked like a pyre made from dry wood and plant matter, flickering flames licking at the dusty stonework.“It’s time!” Isabelle whispered, practically bouncing on the spot. Iden crept closer, shielding himself from the heat, glancing into the fire to see the clutch of nine. That was the reason why Aunt Charlotte decided to join the Women's Army Corps and become an honest to God "WAC". It was sort of strange that the only one in our house to wear a uniform in and out the front door every day was a female but most of the men were a long way away except for those lucky enough to classify as "4F" on the induction examination. I think the worse insult at that time was to be called 4F. In all honesty, it was even worse than being called a "Faggot". I wasn't quite sure.