Minding the Store

Elizabeth was handling cashier duties at Yusuuf's gas station while he finished up his business loan application. She was excited and nervous. She'd never done any work, other than being a beauty queen. She was out of place, as all the customers were confused at the high-class pregnant woman manning the cash register.

After an hour, Yusuuf summoned her back.

"How was it?" he asked.

"I don't think I'm good at it," she said honestly. "But it was fun to do something else for a change!"

"Well," Yusuuf said. "I have something here you would be good at." He unbuckled his jeans and unzipped them, pulling out his long Somali cock.

"Oh my, Yusuuf," Elizabeth purred. She sank to her knees in front of the African, kissing the engorged glans of his beautiful Black Muslim cock. He began petting her as she settled into giving him a wet, hungry blowjob, her hungry pussy already sodden.

"That's it. You're mine, you know. Did the boy ever do anything like this with you?" he taunted. Elizabeth shook her head, sucking off the ten inch cock.

"That's right. Too much of a pussy, he is. You need a strong man to serve...to breed you...to raise your children with," he whispered, his words going straight into her brain as she came, untouched. He pulled back a bit, painting her face, watching her greedily clean herself up.