To the Licit Vices

"Now see here, these cigars and wine and fine whiskey shit," Moses said, gesturing to Douglas's leftover chest of the good stuff. "This is the cracker candy. But this ain't what Black people get."

"Well, I mean everyone can afford it," Elizabeth said lamely.

"Well, most people can't. And what you have to remember, is that during those bad old days, Jim Crow and shit, we absolutely couldn't afford it, ain't none of us. So we had to settle for this." He pulled out a pack of Black & Mild and some Mad Dog malt liquor. Elizabeth wrinkled her nose. "Partake with me darling."

He lit a cigarette for both of them, puffing on his with no reaction. She took one puff, starting to cough.

"That shit is harsh. And heady," Elizabeth complained.

"That it is," Moses agreed. "Wash it down."

She took a swig of the malt liquor, coughing more.

"Oh my God, how do you drink this?" Elizabeth said.

"Cause that's what we got raised up with. Cause that's what our parents got raised up with, and theirs before that, all the way since we were slaves. But, finish your cig and beer, and tug out my cock."

She **** herself to finish them both off, then tugged out his cock. It was long and fat, just as she loved it. She suckled the balls, coated in coarse thick gray hair, then started lapping up to the tip of his cock. She almost felt high, and her pupils were larger.

"That's it," Moses said. "That white people shit is all proper like, but this shit fucks you up." She started to suck cock, and didn't protest when he offered her another malt liquor and cigarette. She sucked him earnestly and fervently until he was fully stiff, and then he put her on her back. She smoked the cigarette, feeling spacey as his long fat cock sawed in and out of her juicy pink cunt. She reached down with her free hand, taking a toke in while she furiously rubbed her clit, creaming around Moses's fat tool. He fucked her longer than Douglas had ever dreamed of, before he seeded her once more.