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The Craftons

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

each other. Caitlin's head rested familiarly on her b*****r's chest. She idly played with his chest hair. "What do you think is going on with dad?" "I'm really not sure!" "Do you think it's another woman?" Caitlin ran her hand over Carter's hairy chest to his shaven crotch. She lifted his cock, feeling the heft. Carter picked up one of her dreadlocks and tickled her nose with it. "No, he said with f***e, I don't see the signs of that!' "Should I try to have sex with him to see?" "Are you looking for an excuse to fuck daddy, Carter laughed!" Caitlin rose up on one elbow and slapped his chest with her open hand. "No silly! I'm already fucking two men. You want to make a total slut out of me?" "Well, Carter chuckled; you thought the solution for mom was a dick. Maybe the solution for dad is a pussy!" Caitlin got that look that told Carter she was thinking. "I'd do it if I thought it would help, little b*****r, but I’m not sure if it would help." Chapter 5 Miss Curry watched as June Crafton sipped her coffee and nibbled her toast. Halvatia's formal education ended at the third grade. In those day's c***dren were needed as field hands. An education might be helpful down the road but right now, there was cotton to be chopped, chores to be done. Everyone had to earn their keep in the hardscrabble existence of the 40's and 50's in the Deep South. No, she did not have much formal education but she had advanced degrees in people. She knew them like she knew the back of her hand. Mrs. ... Crafton had man trouble. One was at best ambivalent about her and the other offered a confirmation of her womanhood with forbidden pleasures. Add menopause to that and the poor woman was about to snap. "Carter be sl**ping in this mawning, Miss?" June looked up at Miss Curry. She was more friend and confidant then employee. In some ways she was the mother she never had. "Yes and as usual his father is up and gone!" "Well, neither one of the men in your life gona have breakfast with you!" Had she just hinted that she knew about her and Carter? Before she could answer, Halvatia continued. "Course now, in bayou country, we looked at life a little different. Tweren't no bodies business what folks did as long as they didn't hurt nobody." "Lawd I need to get busy with my work. Else you be looking for some young thing to replace me." She stop and looked pointedly at June. "Do what you want, Sweety! You ain't hurting nobody!" June flopped back in her chair as Curry blew past her in swirl of flour and cheap lilac water. She knew! She knew and approved. And she was right! Whatever she and Carter did, they would both moved past it at some point. As far as, Tom, fuck him! On the other hand, more accurately, he could fuck whomever he wanted. She would get through this phase of her life without him. "Miss Curry!" Halvatia turned to face her employer. "Yes Miss?" "I'll be out most of the day!" "Yes Miss!" *** Halvatia picked up her laundry basket and strode over to the elevator. She hummed ...