Jim Phelps had also called Green to report progress on his defense of Edgar Miller. Phelps' detective had discovered that Leland Bank and Trust of Whi...e Plains, NY had been Edgar's former employer. The detective had also found that Morris Leland, the bank's president had acted in concert with one Sally Rigers, a teller there at that time, to falsely accuse Edgar of embezzlement. The embezzlement charge had been a private prosecution resulting in the bank owning Edgar. The bank then sold Edgar. The tip, with its piss slit gaped open, was a burnished bronze as it winked in and out of his darkest cinnamon colored foreskin. I slid my free hand up from his full bush, up his hard, hard abs. I reveled in the feel of the shower water as it coursed over my fingers that were tangled in his chest hair.A squeak from my bunk brought me back to the reality of my cubicle. Have to be quiet. Can't breathe hard, can't buck and pitch and thrust and moan and whimper and gasp. Have to stay motionless,. ”“If I come, that is.”“You’ll come. Joe. You know you are on to a good thing and you don’t want to lose it. Once again, I’ll see you on Friday night.”“Maybe.”At seven o’clock Friday night there was a knock on the door. I opened up to find Sally and Joe. Surprise, surprise, Joe came. Joe and I shook hands and Sally put her arms around my neck and kissed me. Once more it was more than a welcoming kiss from a friend. “Go easy there, mate. That’s my wife.”“She is friendly isn’t she?”“I think she is. I come back in later and she is sleeping. I shower and get in bed my self. I pull her over and pull her tight. She wakes and looks startled. She calms down and submits. Her spread legs shows a tight little pussy. Looks like a split roll and almost as tight. She managed to shave the around in the shower. Pull the short off and find pink nipples and pink aureola. Light hair and sweet smile. She reaches for my cock and spreads her tight bun pussy open. I can not drive this in her dry. Its to tight.