The comb squeezed water from my hair and I felt the wetness trickle down my neck, missing the towel around my shoulders, and continuing down by back,...causing a shudder through my body."Always gently comb your hair," Robert. "Wet hair stretches and is easily broken. It's been awhile since I went to beauty school but I was a good student," Mom said with a note of confidence. After sectioning off an area of hair, she pinned it up. She started to cut the back underneath first. "The hair at the. Forrest again. I X-rayed his skull. The negroid features are 100% fake. There's cartilage giving his face that shape, not bone. Weird thing is, the cartilage matches his DNA too." So, somebody somehow implanted his own cartilage in his face without leaving surgical scars, then dyed his skin?" No, somehow his skin was stimulated to produce tons of melanin, which made his skin that color." the ME stated. "They also shrunk his penis." Why go through all that trouble?" the detective asked."Can you. Her amazing brown/green eyes seemed to sparkle and she had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. She looked as if she were at least five years younger than my mother, who was 36. We chatted about the neighborhood, our interests, she asked me about my senior year in high school and about colleges I was looking at. With a grin she said “ Well I bet your girlfriend’s happy to have you.” I laughed and responded “ Thank you, but I actually don’t have a girlfriend.” She acted surprised and asked. Pre-cum was flowing out of my cock onto my stomach as he pounded me ferociously. We had been going for about 5 minutes like that before I felt on the verge of cuming. "Are you getting close?" I asked between my panting."Uh huh. Where do you want me to cum?" he asked with a smirk.Considering the fucking he was giving me, I couldn't bear that thought of him dropping his load anywhere else than inside my ass. I wanted.. No I NEEDED his cum inside of me to commemorate this night and the amazing.