“How much would you be willing to offer?” I asked as he carried on staring. “I’ll give you one hundred pounds if you show me both your tits an... pussy at the same time,” he said firmly as he once again pulled money from the wallet. Just like before, I glanced both ways and began to fill my end of the deal. With one hand, I held my coat and shirt up, allowing my breasts to be revealed to the bitterness of the night. My other hand pulled my trousers and panties down to my knees allowing him to see. " He turned and walked briskly off.I'd hardly walked three paces when I got another message via my AI implant, asking me to go to the medical bay. I sighed and changed direction."Oh, hello Danny," I said in surprise as I entered. Danny looked up and grinned at me. "Hello son. Got a proposition for you." All right," I said slowly. "Shoot." I've been asked to ask you to take on another concubine. A woman with two young sons. She would have been recycled by now but her sons are obviously. Of course, she immediately began to gag again, but with his hand holding the back of her head, she was unable to pull out. Greg held it there for a bit, letting her adjust to having a cock pressing against the back of her throat. Once the gagging subsided, Greg coaxed her again. "OK, it's now time to start working that cock down the throat. I want to see the entire length buried in your throat."Greg could feel her starting to panic beneath me, so he gently eased off on the pressure in her. She knew the situation; Father had heard the tale in the tavern this morning and had known to approach Mr. Ingram: An English gentleman, his wife, and their three children were traveling to Saint Louis in America. He had business holding there. Their proper English nanny had taken ill on the boat out of England and had died during the night. The boat, a large, modern vessel with both sail and smokestacks, had docked in Ireland for only a few hours to pick up cargo and steerage passengers. Molly.