It mentioned Carcosa briefly as a place to be avoided at all costs but it offered no other description or explanation of where the town could be found... This excited my curiosity to no bounds.It took me two years of research to track down anyone else who had ever even vaguely heard of this old mining town, but in the end I lucked out and hit the jackpot by finding a very elderly and nearly retired professor of Folklore at the State University that had an old almost unreadable 3rd generation. "Two women to feed and four kids. It's bloody hard work to keep them all fed and housed." Four children?" said Molly, who found just the one daughter enough of a handful."Well, four I've got to look after," Daniel admitted. "One's my girlfriend's, two are mine with my wife's and the last's a kid she'd had before I met her." So, you've got three children of your own," said Molly after she did the arithmetic."Not quite," said Daniel. "Those are just the ones I'm kind of obliged to take care of.". She got onto her knees and slowly undid my pants and lowered them along with my underwear. My penis was half hard just from seeing her naked. I was honestly surprised that I was able to get any part of an erection so easily because of the situation we were under. Stacy started to slowly suck on my half hard cock. I could feel it slowly grow in her mouth. I enjoyed the feeling of having my entire cock inside of her mouth while I wasn’t fully hard yet. She was going slow and passionately while. I later teased my aunt hoping that she had a relaxing afternoon. She smiled but she knew that I knew.God, after that, she was the subject of my wanking for a while. Nothing like seeing someone you know getting it good. Roll forward 30+ years later.My uncle had passed away. I moved and was living in the UK. I rarely touched base.One day, I get a call out of the blue from my cousin - Aunty Saru was passing through on the way to the US. However, my cousins house was under renovation so could she.