" Actually, I think this one went beyond a miracle," Brandi said across me to Ashley. "Josephine was a miracle! New tits are a miracle! This was like ...eing in the room with God." Stop!" I said in a low voice. "No Miracle Talk. No Commandant Bullshit. And you will not refer to God and me in the same sentence. Ever!"Lorena put a plate of bacon on the table."See," I said to the three ladies around me. "BACON! This is a good woman. You need take notes! If the rest of you don't start behaving a. The veteran saxophonist cleared his throat and rattled his coffee cup of coins in the pair’s direction. Defeated, he slammed the cup against the concrete beside him and expectorated several times into the street, nearly slipping off his crate. He licked his lips the way he must have before a session at the Savoy, Cotton Club, or any number of elegant clubs where, back in the day, he and many other Black musicians were forced to enter by the back door. He fixed his chapped lips around his reed. Starting now on my dick and balls, I grab my balls with left hand, and my dick in the right and give it a few tugs with the soapy water to get my head sparkly clean. In spite of diggin my usual ripe pits, and greasy ass crack, I didn't like a cheesy dick. Not a lot of cocksuckers did either, so I usually kept dick pretty clean. Same for feet—didn't really need a lot of attention, but sometimes I would piss on them like they do in jail.Dustin seemed mesurmised at my showering, and seemed to be. Slowly she enveloped me. Her pussy was smooth as silk and hot. It was surprisingly tight and wet. Once she was down on my shaft taking me all inside her she began to rock back and forth on me. Her hands on my chest she rocked slowly then moved faster and faster as if she intended to snap my dick off. I reached up and grabbed her tits and squeezed. She threw her head back and moaned. Uhhhhhhh! Yeah. Yeah baby. Her tits were soft and thick. I wished I could fit them in my hand but my hands though.