She looked up and me and smiled. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” Shannon straddled me and guided my erection into her vagina. Then she proceeded to fu...k my brains out. Once again we both came incredibly hard. In fact, we both lost consciousness. I awoke a few minutes later to find a sleeping Shannon lying on top of me. My dick had shriveled and slipped out of her. She was still dripping on my balls. I felt perfectly content. As I cuddled her, I thought I was the luckiest bastard on earth. I drifted. She then pushed on my shoulder and told me to get on my knees and suck her cock - there was not going to be any kissing or small talk. I tried to tell her that I had never sucked a cock before, but as I was trying to talk she shoved her cock in my mouth and moved her hands to the back of my head and started to pump her cock in and out of my mouth. I knew at this moment I was a black cock slut.At first I could handle her cock which was still somewhat soft, but it did not take too long before her. But unlike most dreams, this is all real, believe me. Who am I, I hear you wondering? Well, I suppose you can just call me...God. One of them anyway. You see, most people believe that there has only ever been one God. Thing is, that's only true in some realities and parallel universes. But in an Omniverse so large as to be unmeasurable there are bound to be other dimensions with multiple god-like entities." So, why am I telling you all this? You see, I started getting a little bored with my. Z."More silence. Jesus. Was I supposed to just talk? And say what, if I did? "I'm not going to hurt Hebe" didn't sound like a very promising strategy. But truth be told, terror aside this nonsense was beginning to piss me off a little. Not that I was about to say anything, not really, but after all the guy knew who I was, knew my parents, had seen me around since I was little, so what was the deal?I remembered when I took Jean Hanford to the Christmas formal, way back in middle school. I wasn't.