Honorary Degree

Elizabeth always had a long game to her madness and this was no exception. Legacy ... a legacy worthy of Allah. That was goal one. But to establish her husband and uplift her, that was a powerful secondary goal.

Over the years they'd donated much money to the university. Much time, much service, not even considering the Al-Assaf Scholarships. And Yusuuf had gotten a bachelor's degree, at Elizabeth's urgent insistence.

All for this moment, as they awarded Yusuuf an honorary doctorate for the jobs he'd created and his business skills. Much of that was due to Elizabeth of course, but she was not going to deflect compliments for her husband.

Afterwards, she took him to a back alley, not far from his first gas station. She unzipped his pants delicately, pulling out that big Black cock. The cock that had so outstripped Douglas to make him practically a figment of her imagination.

She spit on it a couple of times, then wrapped her lips around it. Her glossy red lips glided up and down on Yusuuf's Black fuckstick, with a fire Yusuuf hadn't seen in a long time. In those vivid blue eyes, he saw it all -- the marriage he'd broken, the woman and children he'd conquered and converted to Islam, the brown Muslim sons and daughters he'd sired, and wondered what she planned next to honor her beloved husband.