I couldnt wait until school finished, and Jimmy giving me all his worth of his gorgeous steamy black cock. I was restlessly but rested. Every now and ...hen the taunts I received by the neighborhood black kids near the bus shelter, would flash in my head and made me angry. Eventually I showered and dressed for school. I approached the main doors of the school building, as the bell sounded for class to start. So I hurried to my class clutching my books to my chest. I was walking awkwardly, as the. I already feel awkward writing about this. I think we all have that one thing that we would all prefer just swept under the carpet and just forget about it. But it appears I’m the type of person who put’s it all over the internet, I guess I just really have to talk about it. I can for sure blame it on the devil and circumstances as I honestly had no intentions of getting entangled in a relationship frenzy with my best friends mother and it has for sure been that dark cloud hanging over my head. " I must have come a dozen times myself." she giggled, sounding almostc***dish. "You want to know something? I've never come so many times inone day before!"He turned his head to his mother. "Honest?"She nodded, grinning at him.Almost hesitantly, her son asked, "Mom, how many guys have you fucked?"For a long moment she didn't answer him. Then in a low voice, shereplied, "Two." That's hard to believe, Mom. You're so hot, how come only two? Ithought you told me you used to show your pussy to guys. She’d been horny all day, as teens often are, but with such a busy morning she hadn’t had time to sneak off and masturbate. Her panties were a mess by now and she couldn’t wait to get home for some well deserved “personal time”. She looked up and saw that it was just her and her friend Harry left on the bus. She could hear the sounds of Britney Spears’ ’…Baby One More Time’ from his headphones, his favorite. As horny as she was she couldn’t help but notice that Harry was really quite good.