Redemption

"For our big story today, we go to investigative reporter Rachel Donaldson," the news anchor for the evening news said pleasantly. "Rachel?"

"Thanks Jim. Twenty years ago, our city's first and only African-American mayor, Moses Jones, was arrested on claims of election fraud and possession of cocaine with the intent to distribute. Moses Jones was eventually **** to resign in disgrace, and the racial relations in this city never recovered. Moses Jones always claimed he was falsely prosecuted, but today we received a letter that actually corroborates that story. Richard Castle, the former district attorney and judge who prosecuted Moses Jones, signed a letter saying that the evidence used to convict Moses Jones was either planted or corruptly procured."

Elizabeth's mouth stopped bobbing up and down Moses's cock as she realized what he'd done. It wasn't her Daddy's autograph that Moses was procuring. It was his signature.

"You should have told me about this Moses," she said crossly.

"And you would have said yes?" Moses said, his hand wrapped up in Elizabeth's silky hair.

"Well, no," Elizabeth admitted.

"Exactly. I needed justice, Miss Castle. By the way, your technique is improving," he said. She paused for a long minute, before she resumed ministering to his cock.

"Well, the little peckerwood didn't have much to practice on, so I had to pick up my game a little," Elizabeth said, a little mollified. Moses reached out with his free hand, gripping Elizabeth's firm round ass, his thumb teasing her asshole. Elizabeth moaned on his prick.

"So what next?" Elizabeth said.

"I'm not sure. Probably cum in your mouth," Moses joked. Elizabeth snorted, then bobbed her mouth up and down his prick rapidly, until Moses fed her his cum. Just at that moment, Aaron started crying. Moses sighed theatrically.

"I know, it's my turn."