Father Abe

There was a knock on the door, just a half hour after Moses had gone to Charleston for a fundraising event. Elizabeth opened the door, to see Father Abe at the door.

"Oh ... Father Abe," Elizabeth said, opening the door all the way. "Moses just went to Charleston, I'm sorry."

"Oh, I came to see you, Elizabeth," Abe said smoothly. Elizabeth blinked, letting him come in and sit down. She served him some sweet tea, and then showed him around the house.

"This is Samson," Elizabeth said, showing him the child she'd had with Moses, sleeping in her crib. "This is Sarah, our youngest," she said, showing him her Black daughter, sleeping in her crib.

"In the next room, we have Katie, who is my youngest child from my first marriage. And then Aaron and Emily are in pre-K today."

"A fine family, Miss Castle," Father Abe said genially. They went back into the living room, and Abe casually placed his hand onto Elizabeth's knee.

"Now, Miss Castle, now that Moses is running for office, he needs all the support he can get," Abe said.

"I understand. And I'm sure, politically speaking, he'll help you in every way he can if you support him." Abe frowned at her.

"I don't need any kind of 'political' support in exchange for me rousing up the base, Miss Castle. I need some companionship."

"I'm not sure Moses --" Abe silenced her with a kiss. She felt his long, eager tongue explore her mouth. She melted slightly, and her thighs relaxing, dropping open. He took the invitation, and his rough, gnarled paw cupped her sex possessively.

"Moses knows exactly what he's doing. It's a fair bargain. Take me to the bedroom."

Elizabeth swallowed, her emotions in conflict, but she did as she was told, climbing the stairs to the master bedroom. She'd shared it with Douglas. She shared it with Moses. And now with Abe. He stood there, letting the former beauty queen strip him. His heavy belly hung over his waist obscenely, but for every part of him that repulsed Elizabeth, another part attracted her to him, not the least of which was a long, fat, jet black cock, 8 inches long, with a heavy, wrinkled nutsack.

He watched as she stripped herself for him. Damn, Abe thought. That thick ass, those heavy, milk-filled udders -- Moses was a lucky man.

She knelt for him, sucking on his stiff cock, her hands kneading and squeezing his ass cheeks. After her drool was leaking steadily off his cock and balls, she got on all fours, and he mounted her.

She almost collapsed under the weight of the obese man on top of her, his large cock pounding into her, her cunt swollen and leaking its juices. His balls slapped her clit urgently, coaxing an orgasm out of her, and then a second. After a half hour, he bellowed deeply, emptying his balls into her. Her eyes went wide -- he wasn't wearing a condom, and she wasn't on birth control. She felt his weight fully on her now, as the old black man fell into slumber, and instead of doing the wise course of action, instead of douching or taking a morning after pill - - she joined him in a long nap.