His Blessing

It was a surprisingly chilly winter. Elizabeth and Moses arrived at her father's home. Her father only had his clothing and a blanket on. Moses started a fire in the fireplace, and Elizabeth made some hot chocolate.

"I'm glad you are here," Richard said, pointedly avoiding names. "And good to see you too, fella."

"Umm ... thanks Daddy," Elizabeth said, biting her lower lip. "We're here for a reason actually ... Moses ..."

"I intend to marry your daughter," Moses said, looking Richard squarely in the eyes. "And we want your blessing." There was a long pause.

"Well, of course, fella," Richard said slowly. The wheels were turning, but they weren't quite there yet.

Afterwards, Elizabeth cooked Richard's favorite meal, and Moses and Elizabeth went upstairs to check out her bedroom. Moses cocked an eyebrow, looking at a poster on the wall?

"Denzel?" he said, laughing. Elizabeth blushed.

"Well, you aren't the first black man I was interested in," she said, giggling.

"This your original twin bed?" Moses asked.

"Yeah, from when I was a kid. Daddy insisted it go with him when he moved out to the country ..." Elizabeth said. Moses pushd on it. It creaked in a good way.

"Strip. I want to fuck you on it," Moses said. By his eyes, Elizabeth dare not disobey.

"Moses ... Daddy's downstairs ..."

"And he's going to hear you fuckin' your new Daddy," Moses said, with a sadistic smirk.

Soon, the couple settled into a smooth rhythm, the bed creaking loudly in protest as Moses laid the pipe in his woman. His balls loudly slapped her asshole, as his big fat prick buried into her hot, wet pussy. Elizabeth cried out fervently, her alabaster skin flushed as he fed her his cum, her womb filled with his seed.

Elizabeth excused herself to clean up in the restroom. Moses took a few minutes to catch his breath, and then headed downstairs. He ran into Richard, who was having a lucid moment.

"You're Moses Jones," Richard said slowly. "You want to marry my daughter. Well, I don't want her marrying a ni - ni -" Moses scowled, his fist clenching. But in that moment, Elizabeth came in, sweet smelling and distracting. And the moment was over.

"Thank you Daddy," Elizabeth said, kissing his cheek. "And thank you, Moses." She said, kissing her lover deeply.

"Have a good one, fella," Richard said, his eyes blank once more.