That person ties a note to a carrier pigeon who delivers it to a guy who uses a blinking flashlight to signal in Morse code to the hair follicle, tell...ng it to grow straight and brown. Human bodies can truly be that indirect. Somewhere along that process, my subconscious intrudes with my order, "Ignore what you've been told; Mark wants Negro hair. Pass it on."]My being topless now seemed too deliberately exhibitionistic, so I put on a T-shirt. I was still insufficiently dressed for the cold,. Without warning, she swung one leg over my body, straddling my chest as she massaged my groin. At this point I was basically at full mast, trying my best not to jizz in my shorts.Now I definitely could smell the sweet scent of pussy, and I could feel the heat between her legs on my chest. She stopped massaging my leg, then before I knew it, she had her hands inside my shorts, grabbing at my rock hard dick. Without a word, she pulled my shorts down and started sucking greedily on my head. She. No whore has a cunt as tight as my baby. You feel so good. I am going to fuck you a lot today as I took pills to keep my cock hard. I want to get that cunt stretched and used to my big cock so I can fuck you easier. I also am going to fuck your ass. It will be tighter that your cunt but I love fucking a tight ass. A good whore loves her ass fucked by a big cock." He sucked on her nipples and rubbed her clit as she caught her breath from the first hard fuck. He fucked her a few more times in. Mom didn't gather any new friends since dad left. As the oldest son, I had been tasked with arraigning arranging the service and coordinating the burial, however, almost all of the arraignments had been made by my mother. She had left detailed instructions for us to follow.Aunt Shannon was the last to leave the service. She came up to my brothers and offered her condolences. She pulled each of us into a hug. She held me tight. She had tears on her cheeks too. "Robert, can I have a word?" She.