The High Life

Douglas felt things were going better than he could have ever anticipated. Between his total neglect of his marriage, Moses's physical prowess, and the copious amounts of white guilt Moses was filling Elizabeth with, everything Douglas had wanted was coming to fruition. He was getting some coffee before going into the office. Trial started Monday. Elizabeth was almost nine months pregnant. She came into the kitchen, wearing just her peach negligee, her hair a mess.

"Hey," Douglas said awkwardly.

"Hello Douglas," Elizabeth said, completely detached. "What do you have going on today?"

"Going to the office. You?"

"Church and then just spending the day with the kids."

There was a long pause, as pregnant as Elizabeth was. She got her coffee and left without another word

***

Moses was treated far better at this Sunday service. The parishioners, the pastor, everyone was going over to give him a hug and a handshake. Elizabeth felt conflicting, knowing it was at the expense of her father's legacy, but she was happy for Moses nonetheless.

On the drive home, Moses asked her to pull over into a deserted stretch of dirt road. The grass was overgrown.

"What is it, Moses?" Elizabeth asked, a little nervous.

"It was a good day. I need some relief," he said, rubbing the thick pulse in his dress slacks.

"You want some mouth? You know I'm too far along for fucking my pussy," Elizabeth said, looking at the mirrors to make sure no one was around.

"Ain't no one coming down this road. This is where I grew up. I want some ass, honky," Moses said firmly.

"Moses ... I haven't even let Douglas go back there ..." Elizabeth said hesitantly. Moses reached down, cupping her pussy possessively.

"Now, cracker," he ordered.

The couple slipped to the backseat. Moses put his bitch on all fours, giving her ass a hard slap, and then brought out some lubricant he'd packed just for this moment. He squirted some onto his hand, taking time to make sure it was completely coated, then pushed his finger against her tight little star.

"Please ... go slow, Moses," Elizabeth begged. Moses started pushing a thick digit into her ass, and Elizabeth grunted loudly. Then he pushed further, adding more lube, a second finger, ignoring the grunts and squeals from his prize. Then he lined up the head of his cock against her virgin hole. He looked down at her. She was shaking. He reached forward, strojking her hair.

"It's going to be okay, baby," he told her, and she stopped shaking. Then he started to push, sliding his cock inch by inch into her greased ass. Then he settled, his heavy balls resting on her wet cunt, his ample fuckpole completely embedded into her ass. And then he started to fuck her, his balls popping her asshole noisily, drilling the daughter of his nemesis.

"Fuck ... Moses ... fuck ... Daddy ... Daddy ... Daddy," Elizabeth said on repeat, cumming, her brain and body broken under the conquest of Moses. After a half hour of drilling, he came, filling her ass with seed.

"Damn right, I'm your Daddy, "Moses said.