Once he’d made a thorough mess of me. He twisted me around like a top and pushed me toward the stairs. I fell onto my hands and knees and crawled li...e a dog, into a familiar position. “You wanted the details?” I asked, recalling our conversation from the morning. “This is where I did it.” Looking back from my spot on the stairs where I’d let Jimmy ride me bareback, I let him see my anger, I didn’t really deserve to be angry, but dammit we needed to talk, not fuck. “Fucking… bitch.” Matthew. "Since you like staring at ma dick so much I thought you might as well suck me off like a bitch." But I'm Not Gay! My dick stiffened against my jeans as the realization hit me, I was about to suck my first black dick. I took his cock in my hand, he was semi erect and was already about 7 inches and I could only just fit my hand around it. I started to slowly pull back and forth. His dick felt amazing in my hand. I kissed the head tenderly and as I stroked his thick shaft he was slowly becoming. .... harder......her face is down on the dirty school bus floor with her hands reaching out and holding on to the posts from the benches mounted to the floor. I am fucking her so hard, she is sliding across the floor a few inches with each thrust. After a minute, we have moved from about 3 rows from the back door, to her being 2 feet from the back door. I am ready to blow my load at any minute when she says STOP! I look at her and there's a group of people at the back door. Are they watching. I hope this isn't it but you all need to know it could happen."Mom was sitting there like a statue, staring into space, tears flowing down her face. I took her hand in mine and held it for a minute until she looked up at me."I hadn't faced it," she sniffed, "knowing you could fix it. You aren't God, though, are you?" No, Mom. I'm not God. I get to use some of his powers and I'm still learning all about them, but I'm not him."She sobbed deeply, then said, "I don't know what to do. I don't think.