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She cracks a bemused eye at me. “That’s it? You’re a big guy so you have to be boiling hot? That doesn’t make any sense!” She giggles, her morning voice hoarse. Or that could be from the orgasm I gave her last night when I ate out her sweet pussy.

That thought must have played over my face because Mira gets all shy and hides her face in her hands. “I can’t believe I O-ed all over your face and then fell asleep! How’s your peen? Is he OK? I ignored him! Lemme at him, I’ll make him feel good, I’ve watched videos!”

She scrambles up, her gorgeous big tits bouncing around, her large areolas home to tight plum colored nipples just begging to be sucked. Rearing up I go to cup one but she slaps my hand away, rummaging in the covers to get to my stiff cock.

“Mira, babe, you don’t have to do anything for me. I saw that little pink pussy of yours and needed to taste your cream. It’s not an exchange. He can wait for next time to come out and play,”

I try to tuck my covers over my legs, and my dick that is probably giving me the evils right now. I know he’d love to be balls deep inside her, but after finding out last night that she’s a virgin, I want to make our first time special.

“But you didn’t get to come last night!” she pouts.

I tilt my head at her, “What makes you think that?”

“Wait, what? When did you come? I’d remember that!”

I try to hide my grin. “I’m not sure you would sweetheart. I blew my load into my boxers when I sucked your hard little clit into my mouth and you exploded on my chin.”

She gasps, slapping her hands on her cheeks like that kid from the Home Alone movie. She sits like that a moment before her eyes go wide and she leans in, “Did I scream your name so loud everyone heard it?” Her eyes are huge and she looks mortified.

“Well, not quite,” I answer, rubbing the back of my neck.

“Wait, what did I do? It was something weird wasn’t it? Nooooo!” Before I can answer she throws herself face first onto the bed. “Don’t tell me,” her muffled voice says. She then sits up abruptly. “Actually, no, tell me. I need to know.”

She braces herself and I try to school my features. “You, ah, you screamed ‘Sorry Nana!’”

She goes stock still. Not even a muscle twitch to let me know how she feels. Well, up until she throws herself back down onto the bed and covers her face with the pillow. I can hear muffled screams and as much as I’d really love to comfort her, my mindhas blanked out because her tits are on display, just begging for my touch.

The door bursts open, my reflexes are just quick enough to throw the covers over the two plump wonders of the world.

“Why is she trying to suffocate herself?” Chewy asks, standing with her hands on her hips, not in the slightest bit worried that she never knocked and pretty much kicked my door in.

“I’m suffocating myself because I’m an embarrassment to all women. Maybe even humanity!” Mira’s muffled voice calls out.

“Right. Well, can you maybe do it after we go on the Ol Ladies shopping trip? All the men are on babysitting duty while we find Lovely’s style.” Chewy says the last part in air quotes and I can’t tell if she’s happy to be included in the trip or not.

Mira flings the pillow against me and sits up, clutching the covers to her chest.

“Aw shiitake mushrooms! What time is it?”

“We’re aiming to leave at 9am on the dot, and it’s 8.47 so you have 13 minutes to put a bra on and meet us out front.” Chewy informs her in her very efficient manner.

“It doesn’t take me 13 minutes to put on a bra.” Mira argues with her, glancing down at her boobs.

“That man-” Chewy points at me, “Looked like he was saying goodbye to his deceased grandmother with how sad he looked when you covered up those amazing boobs. I’d say he wants to give them a very heartfelt goodbye when you strap them into their holders.” She smirks in my direction. “Anyway, you have 12 minutes now, so chop chop.” With that, she spins on her heel and slams the door.

“She’s a funny woman,” Mira says, staring at the doorway.

“You have no idea,” I mutter. “Now, let me say goodbye to my very dear friends.” Mira squeals with laughter as I pull her into me.

I watch her plump ass walk out the door exactly 12 minutes later and lie back in bed for a moment, gathering my thoughts. DRMC life has been changing for the better since Rhodie fell for Chewy. Then Gus wifed up Ana, Wire fell for Remy, Savage joined with his Ol Lady and then my prospect somehow managed to convince Blanche to take a chance on him. While all my brothers were falling, I had front row seats to how they all fundamentally changed, and I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t want some of that for myself. Was I expecting to find someone in jail? Not really, but I guess you never know when life will kick you in the ass and give you a gift at the same time. That’s what Mira is. A total gift. Crazy, sure, but crazy good fun at the same time.

Now all I have to do is not fuck up whatever this is that we’re building.

“Yo, you gonna get up so we can get to work sometime today?” Judge asks, poking his head around the door.

“Yeah, gimme ten and I’ll be there.”

“Good. I got Rider coming in to work reception again.”

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