A Blessing From Abe

Elizabeth's mouth sucked sweetly at the elderly Black cock, feeling Abe's gnarled hands in her hair.

"I have to say, Miss Castle, I think you are my favorite member of the congregation," Abe said, barely able to see her past his large gut.

"Given our present circumstances, I'd certainly hope so, Father Abe," Elizabeth agreed. When he was at full staff, he laid down in the marital bed. She climbed on top of him, her warm, wet pussy enveloping him. "How does it feel?" she asked.

"Good," Abe croaked.

"Buying that from my husband," she hissed into his ears. His eyes widened. "Buying my womb. Every time those kids call you Daddy Abe, it being the truth. Owning the breeding rights to me."

"Mmm ... fuck," Abe grunted, as she bounced hard on his big prick.

"I want the next boy ... to be Abe," Elizabeth whined, cumming with Abe, his potent seed deep within her.