Uncle Joe told me to bring a check to his mother’s house to cover the cost of the funeral and expenses of burial and tell her it was from the Police...Benevolent Society. I don’t think his mom believed me but she took the brown bag with the cash and thanked me for it all the same. I also got tasked with a brown bag delivery to Raymond’s ex-girlfriend over in Brooklyn with a year old baby girl and a new boyfriend to pay the rent. I had no doubt it belonged to Raymond but he was too irresponsible. Both my aunt Kamala and I had a good night of sleep. I got up in the morning with a raging boner which was wrapped inside the delicious lips of my aunt. Her head was bobbing up and down my shaft with her slutty looking eyes staring at me. I wanted to fuck her brains out right there.But I just let her continue what she was doing. It has been a while I have cummed inside a woman’s mouth. She kept going steady. I could see the mix of my pre-cum and her saliva dripping from her delicious lips. But. Taggert continued adjusting a series of straps and bindings!?! "You mean this," Harriett asked softly!?! "Y-yes, that," Quincy replied, sensing in her heart that any answer she received would be a bad one!!! "Well," the admnistrator replied evenly, "I guess that you're going to have to lay down on it to find out!!!"With her face turning an ashen shade of while, Quincy shook her head no while sliding along the wall away from the dreaded table and the evil looking Mz. Taggert, that is until she. It was pretty clear to me that she really doesn’t want me to have any influence or any say when it comes to my daughter. Oh yeah, very clear to me. And, like she said, and I agree with her on this one, she didn’t want me to be confusing the baby, my baby girl. I would never do that not on purpose,” I said. “Her assuming I would or even might, hurt a lot.” My tone was earnest, not bitter, but earnest. I wanted him to take the message home to his woman; that was important to me.“Jim, I can see.