Jess was chatting away about the wedding to him totally unaware that he has a huge cock that would satisfy her better than I could."Didn't you think s... John?" said Jess."Huh oh, yes of course!" I said fumbling my words.I looked at my wife's hands and how small they were compared to the size of Marcus's huge black cock. I wondered what they would look like holding it, stroking it and how big could Marcus really get? I wondered.Just then three black men walked into the room and greeted Marcus.. “Sarah, why don’t you strip down. You’ll be much more comfortable.”Sarah just looked at her sister and didn’t make any motion to do what she was asked. Her body language screamed that she was uncomfortable. Helen frowned at her sister for a moment and then looked to her son as if unsure where to go from there.Jason suddenly realised that there wasn’t anything connecting his mother to his aunt in a way that would make Sarah obey her sister. He felt like slapping his head. The wearers of the. It was fortunate that an open casket was possible, a rare event in police funerals, however the officer in question had died of vehicular accident, no form of foul play. Of course what it had taken to restore the corpses neck to a normal appearance was nothing the family need now. The morgue make-up artist had done a phenomenal job restoring an appearance of life. One could practically see the eyelashes fluttering as though asleep, only the absence of the gentle rise and fall of the corpses. Everyone was either finishing up paper work or out working the most recent accident, and Pate still hadn't had time to return Bill Mackenzie's call.He'd heard that Bill hadn't been feeling well for some time. He and Bill had a cordial relationship but weren't particularly friends, more on a professional level of lawman to ex-lawman.Bill had been sheriff for fifteen years when he decided to retire and had supported one of his deputies who ran against Pate in the election, which had been a.