Release Date

Douglas parked his Mercedes into the space and waited. Elizabeth was in the backseat, fiddling with her hands nervously. It took an hour for Moses to be outprocessed, and he came sat down heavily into the backseat next to Elizabeth. She looked up, jumping involuntarily as he settled in.

"So where do ya'll live?" he asked, his hand finding Elizabeth's knee. She flinched, which caused him to smile.

"N-n-near the university," Elizabeth stuttered, silently cursing herself. He smiled even more broadly.

"Highfalutin. Of course. You know, your daddy did me wrong, Miss Castle," Moses said, purposefully using her marital name.

"I know," Elizabeth said, looking down.

"Shit, last time I saw you, you was still in diapers. He took that away from me, twenty fucking years. Twenty years of no kids. No job. No success. No pussy. No mouth. No ass." Moses looked angry. He was starting to vent the frustration.

"And we want to help alleviate that, Mr. Jones," Douglas said, trying to redirect the anger.

"I appreciate it," Moses allowed. "Why don't you show me how you intend to alleviate it, Miss Castle?"

Elizabeth reached down gingerly between his thighs, stroking him outside his pants. The elderly Black man grunted.

"I gave myself handjobs in prison, bitch. You can think of something better, I'm sure." Moses stared her down, until she finally unzipped his pants. He was domineering by nature, and crude. It turned her off in many ways...but her pussy belied her physical arousal. She undid the button, and pulled out his cock. It was seven inches soft, uncut, with heavy, large balls. She blinked, not comprehending what she was holding.

"That's right, Miss Castle. I bet your husband doesn't have one of those, does he?" Moses said, sneering.

"No ... no he doesn't," Elizabeth admitted. She leaned down, spitting on it, then sucking gently on the tip.

"Oh no, no no no Miss Castle. That corrupt ass cracker's daughter doesn't get to do it on her terms," he said, taking a handful of her hair and starting to push deeper into her mouth. She moaned, protesting as he filled her mouth with cock, which started to gradually stiffen to a full ten inches. Elizabeth reached down, cupping his nuts with a soft, alabaster white hand. She was drooling uncontrollably as he **** his way into her velvet, sucking throat.

"You need to treat our guest well," Douglas said unhelpfully, trying to avoid an accident. Moses pushed Elizabeth's mouth up and down his swelling cock. Douglas thought it was going to take a few washes to get the prison smell out of the car, watching as Elizabeth closed her eyes and started to swallow suddenly.

"So when's dinner?" Moses asked, as Elizabeth mewled now, licking at his drained cock like a cat for cream.

"7:30 sharp," Douglas replied.