1. The Craftons


    Date: 2/11/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Taboo, Author: qudduse, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    her juices stream down his cheek. Slowly, he pulled back. A large wet spot spread covering the duvet. He stared open mouthed at June's juices streaming from her pussy and on to the bed. He rocked back on his knees and looked at the dinner plate sized stain of his ejaculate on the rug. He placed one hand on the bed between his mom's legs and got unsteadily to his feet. He turned and walked unsteadily to the door and out of June's room. As he made his way up the back stairs, gripping the rail tightly for balance, a stray thought crossed his mind. There will be hell to pay in the morning! Chapter 3 Groggily June came down from her hormone and d**g induced sexual high. The faint whine of the elevator was her first coherent sound. She heard the clangs as the old elevator door opened and then closed. Although the solid construction of the old house prevented it, she stared at the ceiling imagining her son walking from the elevator to his room. With an effort, she elbowed her upper body up. Her stomach turned as she stared down at her wet matted pubic hair. Her labia were red and swollen, her clit large and distended. Between her legs, the duvet was ruined with a large wet spot. Her throat convulsed as she swallowed her bile several times to prevent vomiting. Her son, her baby had licked her pussy. June struggled to a sitting position and scooted back, resting her back against the ornate highly polished oak headboard. A lone tear ran down her cheek. I have ruined both of our lives ...
    and cheated on my husband, she thought. Her husband Tom was only the third man she ever had. The first two had been fumbling inept teenagers. Though older and more experienced, Tom was old school and did not do oral sex. As the old saw goes, you cannot miss what you never had. Although she heard and talked about it, even saw it in the occasional porn movie, she had never had someone put their mouth on her private parts. Privately she came to think of it as a perversion. Something that only certain low types did. June was an urbane, sophisticated woman. This rationalization was like others people do to justify something they cannot have. It's called the sour g**** principle. The fox could not reach the g****s after repeated tries. He rationalized that they are probably sour anyway and not worth the effort. She felt dirty. She needed a shower. She swung her feet over the side of the bed and stood up. As she moved around the foot of the bed, she recoiled as she stepped on the wet rug where Carter had cum. She stared from the soaked rug to the ruined duvet. She glanced at the door leading from her bedroom to the sitting room that separated her bedroom from her husband's bedroom. She knew he was not there. He was never there physically or emotionally anymore. He was wherever he spent his time. June unbuttoned the remaining buttons on her blouse and slipped it off. She grimaced as the cotton silk material slid across her sore nipple. She gingerly rubbed it with her forefinger. If ...
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