" Honey," Karen smiled, "the black sisters all know each other. We may not be hot buddies, but we know each other. She's married and has a young daugh...er. You lecherous old white bitch, you ought to be ashamed."She kissed Laura with familiarity, then with more intense passion. Then she pulled back."Is she good?" she asked."She's very lovely," Laura said softly. "You can see that. Why, do you want her yourself? I thought you said you like white girls."Karen smiled. "How do you think she'd react. She was looking around concernedly. I was also. We saw the center of attention of the group and her mother at the same time. Her mother was drinking and was also topless. We went to a table out of the way.“Morgan, we aren’t going to be able to stop this without help. I hate to say it but we should call the cops or get out. If we really interfere, we will have trouble.”“I know, Evan. I want to make one attempt to get her out of here though I doubt I will be successful.” I nodded and gave her. She played with her pussy as Bill watched and stroked his cock.Then she blurted it out, “Mom is fucking Ken.” Tears were welling up in Taylor’s eyes.Bill stopped stroking his cock and sat dumbfounded. When he thought about it, Karen’s fantasies about Ken on the few occasions that she did think to join him in their bed were getting more vivid.“When?” Bill asked.Taylor got out of her chair and ran over and threw her arms around her father’s neck as she cried on his shoulder. “He comes over two or. “Yes, and we got to know each other while visiting my church, which is especially welcoming. Meg loves it too.”“I sure do. They let you dance in the aisles, sing as loud as you want, and talk back to the preacher!”A car horn honked outside.“I just talked to Paul, he’s already here. We can finish the recruitment speech in the cab.” Phil hefted his cane in his left hand, holding his right in his ever-present pouch. “Could someone kindly get the door?”Meg opened it, allowing Zukr to fly out,.