They upgraded but kept the old elevator with its ornate hand crafted wrought iron cage and its Tiffany glass ceiling and cage inserts.
The Crafton’s were not wealthy but comfortable. Judicious real estate investments provided a steady income.
“I’d better go! Mom and dad will be home soon!”
“Aww Caitlin, you know how much I miss doing this!”
“I know, little brother, but I’m an old married woman now. I have a husband and baby to look after!”
“How is our daughter?”
“She looks more and more like you each day!”
Carter slipped a finger in his twin’s swollen pussy lips. She grabbed his hand and held it tight.
“Stop it! I’m already sore from us fucking and sucking all morning! What if Johnny wants to fuck?”
“The way he smiles at me sometimes, I wonder if pussy is his thing!”
“You are so bad! I’ll have you know he takes good care of his homework! He may act effeminate but he knows how to lay pipe!”
“Has he figured out that your super wet pussy is really you full of my come?”
“No, Caitlin giggled, but he says he loves the way I taste!”
They laughed at her husband’s developing taste for her come-filled pussy.
They lost their virginity together. For four blissful years, their educated each other about sex. The curriculum was books, porn movies and a copy of the Kama Sutra. They thoroughly explored the many and varied positions. Their sexual knowledge had a lot of depth but its breadth was limited.
They shared a bedroom for most of their life. Then their mom had Caitlin move into the second floor bedroom of the newly remodeled house. When Caitlin protested, June admonished her saying that she and her brother were old enough to have their own rooms.
Caitlin was a petite Jada Picket Smith look alike. At 5′ 0″, she carried her 115 pounds in her wide full hips and the soft curve of her 34B breasts. Her skin was the color of dark chocolate with cream. Carter religiously kept her pussy shaved. He loved the smooth clean puffy look of her prominent labia.
She retrieved her denim shorts and shimmied them over her hips causing her breasts to sway gently. Caitlin was a fuller body version of her mother’s 5′ 2″; 105 pounds while Carter’s 6′ 2″ 210 pounds and dark chocolate complexion mirrored his father’s frame and skin save for his father’s prominent belly pooch.
“How serious do you think mom and dad’s problems are?”
The siblings were aware that June Crafton moved into Caitlin’s old bedroom shortly after Caitlin’s marriage.
“It’s serious, but the arguments have stopped since mom moved into your old room.”
Caitlin pulled the soft cotton of her oversized tee shirt over her head. She reached back and pulled her dreadlocks from under the shirt. She had them tinted so alternate strands were a reddish blond. She knelt between her brother’s legs and took his semi hard cock in her small brown hands. She stroked it slowly, her face a study in concentration.
“Hey, you said you were leaving!”
“I am, I am, she said peevishly, it’s just that when I’m worried, your cock is my pacifier!”
She leaned down and lovingly kissed the head of his dick while her brother stroked her head.