My man needs me. Please bless me, Father, for I am about to sin. I cant, Tyler. I wont. Bless me, Father, for I am about to sin. Hurry up. Bless me. B...ess me, Father, for I am about to sin. No, its not right. Its not acceptable. Its a violation of several commandments, all rolled into one single, sexual act. Youre lying, youre committing adultery, and youre dishonoring your father and mother, and by the time youve had sex with this man as many times as you . . .. What the . . .? As he was. I only wished I could feel this without the condom. She reached around and started to massage my balls, that was it, I started to cum."Come on' baby don't stop, I want to get every last drop, fill the condom for me?". I pumped her for a few more minutes, still leaking a bit if cum, I tucked my rapidly diminishing boner, up in my waist band. Jessie carefully slipped off the full heavy condom and knotted it at the end, "That's worth $300 at least, thanks bro" She said joking. Her legs were. Sometimes, I was real lucky and got a girl who liked to play at the groping game even more than me. My best groping shot was a pair of Jewish girls coming up from their jobs on 42nd Street to the upper Bronx. It was a long ride especially the one between 59th Street and 125th Street with no stops at all and sometimes a delay in a darkened tunnel.The two girls were chattering so fast that I couldn't understand a word they said but I was sure I heard keywords like "dick" and "pussy". I was on the. I was getting daily emails from mom sending nude pictures of herself. She even made a website with thousands of sexual explicit pictures and videos of herself. She sent me an threatening e-mail that if I didn’t comply with her sexual needs; she was going to give free access to all my friends of her new website. I didn’t believe her until a week later when a buddy of mine from the basketball team asked me what my mother looked like since he had never met her. I gave him a bogus description.