Bible study was on Wednesday at 7:00pm and I was there with my mother’s boyfriend’s son hoping not to be seen with the boy in the assumption that ... might be his mother. “Excuse me…” said a voice to my left and my heart instantly dropped. It was Bianca wearing a black woman’s suit with a white top underneath. Her dreads hanged loosely down her back as she leaned into our pew. “Our sessions get a bit intense here but we do have a children’s church for your son,” she stated in that deep breathy. Then I felt my brother grab hold of my hair with both hands. He held my head still as he began to thrust into my mouth. It was all I could do to not gag as his cock hit the back of my throat as he fucked my face. Over and over my brother thrust, his balls slapping my chin as he buried his cock in my mouth. Somehow I was able to open my throat a bit more so I wasn’t gagging each time he entered me. I was beginning to enjoy him fucking my face. I was becoming the slut I had dreamed about being.I. Do you think itll fit? He grunted as soon as I finished that sentence. Its not like I was that innocentwas I? I blushed, unable to do anything else but squeeze it slightly and stroke it slowly with my hand. I kept peeling back the skin on the head of his cock while looking up at him. You can try, he whispered. But before I did anything, he grabbed the back of my head, leaned down, and placed his soft, puffy lips against mine. I kissed him right back. His hands roamed down to my breast and. "Oh...."She tilted her head. "I mean, you want me to suck you off, right?"It suddenly hit me. Was I blackmailing her for sex? I guess I was."Uh... Yeah. Right." I stammered, suddenly nervous. Becca nodded, and walked forward on her knees. Her hand reached for my crotch, and she started fondling my zipper. Is this fucking happening...? I thought, as the zipper came down. She unbuttoned my shorts and they slipped down to the floor. My cock sprang up at her face, startling her. She looked up at me.