Sunisa rolled off me, then turned back and pushed her lips on mine and thrust her tongue inside, licking her own cum around my mouth. I looked up and ...aw Kosum, sitting upright across me, still impaled on my softening cock.“You have to help her” Sunisa whispered, “she needs more”. Kosum smiled and lifted off my thighs. Sunisa fluffed the pillows, put them across the bed centre and made me roll over on top of them, pushing my bum above the rest of my body. Almost instantly I felt Kosum kneeling. I asked her, “Do you need anything?”She replied, “No, I am fine but thank you for asking.”I said to her, “Grams, I have a question I am not sure you know the answer to, but I will ask anyway. The man who set me free in Salem was named Sir William Phips. My boyfriend's name is William Philips. Is there any connection there?"She smiled at me and said, “You are a clever witch. Yes, there is a connection. Mary and William never had children, but they did adopt one. Your boyfriend is a descendant of. But-- I certainly do think you are, yeah. Beautiful, really. I can't stop looking at your neck. So long and elegantly shaped. I bet you have a hard, graceful body under those clothes, don't you?" She visibly flushed and looked back down at my cock, then down away from it, too. But it wasn't long before she looked back up at it again. She looked like she was going to ask another question, but then stayed silent. The tip of her tongue peeked out of her mouth the tiniest bit. It was. When the song ended I walked her through the long alleyway and she stood on tiptoe to kiss my cheek, thanked me for a very nice evening and went into her room.I was sitting on my bed, stroking my cock, when I heard a click and the door to the adjoining room opened. Sheila came in and closed the door behind her. She saw what I was doing and smiled at me.Then she slipped her robe from her shoulders. She was naked and she was glorious. Sheila climbed on the bed with me, took my head in both of her.