Make Mommy cum Munna,” she continued. Her groans became urgent, her hips lifted hard, her fingers tugged and twisted her nipples, pulling at the fle...h hard. “Oh fuck baby,” she grunted as her orgasm roared through her cunt. Her legs clamped over my ears, holding me firmly. I slowed my tongue, playfully licking along her slit, jabbing at her hole.I didn’t know then that women also have orgasms, but I could remember the sensations of her puss muscles contracting and expanding against my mouth.. ”“Oh, yes,” I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my head as she reached the tip of my cock, rubbing the material of my medical scrubs into them. Tingles raced down to my pussy. My cunt clenched, my nipples hardened. “I had so much fun.”“I bet.” She licked her lips then pressed closer, her boobs rubbing on mine through our tops right before she kissed me.I groaned, savoring the heat of her lips, how soft they were. My hands snagged her curving ass through her lavender scrubs, squeezing hard,. Then one Winter after Sarah turned 80 she developed a cough, it worsened and I felt fear. The day I saw her wipe a spot of blood from her mouth I knew and it was confirmed by Doctors. By Spring she was very weak, I tended her as the family took over the work of running the farm. I didn’t think we could make the trip to our spot this year. But one fine warm day Sarah was sitting up on the edge of her bed, her smile expectant. She didn’t need to ask, I knew. I packed a small basket, carried her. Hearing the man talk had only disconcerted me further. While he didn?thave a british accent, everything that he?d said sounded like somethingthe illusory version of himself might say. That didn?t seem like itcould be possible, though. I?d certainly never met the guy before, andhe didn't look like an intellectual snob in real life, only his illusoryself did. There was no way that I could have created a delusion thatactually matched him like that. Clearly there was more going on herethan I?d.