1. The Craftons


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

    interesting play of colored light to the foyer and adjacent living area. She reflected that sometimes the flickering light looked like a fire burning as it danced across the walls and furniture. The click of her 3" heels echoed hollowly as she strode from the foyer through the large living area with its burnished oak floors and molding. She greeted Miss Curry. "Good afternoon, Miss Curry! That bread certainly smells good!" June's Cupid's bow lips pulled into a thin line as she surveyed her long time housekeeper/cook. As usual she was dressed in a neck to mid thigh button up the front housedress. Her large muscular legs sprouted like twin trunks from that too short dress. The dress spread across her substantial hips, pulled tight across incongruously narrow waist and then jutted out across the mounds of her large breasts. The dress was tightly buttoned at the neck. Her face was so dark it looked like blue-black leather. Her age was indeterminate from her face. However, June knew she had been her wet nurse. "Thank you, Miss! It be for dinner." "Is my husband home?" "No miss!" Halvatia turned back to the stove to hide her smile. "What goes on in the night...!" June frowned. She and her husband had not shared a bed in years. He left early in the mornings and got home late at night. If he came home at all! She still expected him to maintain at least the appearance of propriety for the c***dren and their social standing. "Are the c***dren home?" June Crafton was a dutiful mother. ...
    She loved her twins dearly. She always wanted more babies. "No Miss! Dey be gone!" June turned and strode toward the elevator. She boarded the open basket wrought iron elevator and pushed the button for the second floor. It whined and clanked as it made its way to the second floor. She turned and opened the waist high door opening on the short corridor, leading to sitting room. She glanced at her husband's bedroom door then entered hers and locked the door. June tossed the sky blue bolero jacket on her dressing bench. She struggled a little with the zipper on the back of the dress. This is one of the few things a man is good for, she thought, as she captured the toggle and pulled the zipper down. She stepped out of the dress and tossed it on top of the jacket. She surveyed her naked form in the full-length mirror adjacent to her dressing table. At 45, there were little signs of aging on her petite body. A slight belly pooch with a faded bikini cut Caesarian scar were the only signs she had given birth to the twins. Her 32B cups never needed a bra and still stood pert and erect. Until she started secreting so heavily, she eschewed panties. She smiled as she touched the wet gleam of her neatly trimmed pussy. Was that a grey hair? June smiled as she thought about the cab ride home. She had given the cab driver quite a show as she crossed and recrossed her legs. She played this exhibitionist game often. It seemed she was doing it more lately. So many things were changing in her ...
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