Susan, the organist of a little church, was quite lovely.

Susan, the organist at a little church, had incredibly gorgeous big-busted breasts that jumped and jiggled as she played the organ.

Unfortunately, she greatly distracted the congregation’s male members. The proper church women were shocked.

They stated that unless anything was done, they would have to hire another organist.

So one of the ladies approached Susan quietly about the problem and told her to mash up some green persimmons and rub them on her nipples and all over her breasts, which should cause them to shrink in size, but warned her not to taste any of the green persimmons because they are so sour they will make your mouth pucker up and you won’t be able to talk properly for a while.

The voluptuous organist decided to try it grudgingly.

The preacher approached the pulpit the next Sunday morning and remarked,

“If dew falls on Thircumsthanthis without my consent, we will not have a thermal teatime.”

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