She got herself a glass of light white wine and sat in a comfortable chair to reflect on her interview with Ms. Fuller. All went as expected. She didn...t really need the job but she didn't like laying around and getting lazy. She wanted the job to fill her time. She felt idle hands were the devil's playground. And a mind without work was about the same. She didn't like the soaps, game shows, depressing news. She had her television set on the biography and history channels. It was seldom she. “But, but, but ... Wh-wh-wh-... ?”“Just take it easy, Grandpa. We need to combine your thoughts and intellect with ours. We have learned that our gestalt is far superior to the abilities of any single individual in the group. Adding your mind to it is the reason that we are here.”“You mean... ?”“Yes. I mean that were weren’t on our way to somewhere else when the accident occurred. We were already slowing down to stop and look for you when we hit the pothole. I guess Mrs. Andrews was too focused. The one security guard had stayed behind to help secure the place and anchor loose equipment and outdoor gear from flying around. He’d been in the process of throwing poolside loungers into the pool to get them out of the wind.Part of the resort consisted of two large three-story condo buildings. The resort rented out most of the condos and nice folks that they were; they set aside a two-bedroom condo for Doug and me to use. It faced the Atlantic Ocean, but at this hour all we could see was a. ’‘Mmm, cum for mommy like a good girl’ she whispers ‘and mommy will cum all over you, would you like that baby?’‘Mmmm, yes’ I reply, muffled by a mouthful of her tits.‘Mmm, suck on mommy’s tits little girl, grind against my fingers and cum for mommy.’It doesn’t take much, I’ve been on the verge of cumming since she started playing with my pussy. A huge rush to my clit and my cunt explodes all over her fingers, my body jerking uncontrollably with a scream, muffled by her huge tits.‘Oh mommy,.