”“Do you have any questions for us?” Master Jon quizzed. “At the moment I can think of nothing Sirs,” I replied.“Good then after you eat w... will continue with your slut training” Sir Paul remarked.I nodded my head in agreement. The men began to smirk and seemingly appeared at ease with the discussion. I could feel my pussy getting wet and the feeling of needing a good stiff cock. I couldn’t help but let the smile form upon my face. I finished eating and placed my dishes on the room service cart. “Let me try Ma. What exactly do you have in mind?” I asked.“I was thinking of having what they call a threesome with you and another handsome young man. If it is a trusted friend of yours, that would be the best. If not I understand that there are dating sites from which one can pickup a safe man. I learnt that there could be two women and a man or two men and a woman or even more people. It should all be fun. At first I thought it should be me you and another man. Later maybe we can try. I wasn’t too bad, I thought. Still fairly trim – maybe just a little extra on my arms and thighs, but not bad for forty-two years old. I took my bra off and looked critically at my breasts. They weren’t quite as perky as they once were. I was still a size 34C, but there was undeniably a little bit of sag. I remembered Judy’s full, white breasts, and my breath caught in my throat. I had wanted to touch them, to kiss them…My nipples were hard. I reached up and took hold of them, and rolled them. Here he was on the run and his car just up and pukes outon him in the middle of nowhere. Not that yesterday was a whole lotbetter. How often does the local crime boss find out that you tookover 100K credits of his money? Imperial credits no less, not thatlocal slag that passes for money on this planet. This was real money,which meant he was really dead if Griffin or one of his crew found him,which was exactly why he ran.It was stupid really. You do not run in-planet. Where would you.