"Simple. I buy slave permits from other employers who prefer not to use slave labor. It works something like carbon credits. An employer can use amoun...s of slave labor above the legal ratio if other employers use less than the legal ratio. The only requirement is that, for the economy as a whole, fifty percent of all jobs must be filled by free persons."I was then taken to Jeff Duncan's office. It was a small and sparsely furnished private office – suitable for interviewing job applicants and. With that, he left. It was just me and Jack. Alone. "Not a bad little place you got here," Jack said. "No, not at all," I agreed. We were silent for a few minutes, not sure what to say. "Jack," I said. "What would you say if I told you I caught Mom sleeping with another man?" "I guess I would say good for her," he answered. "Your mother and I aren't married." I walked over to him and began to play with his crotch. "Wouldn't you like to get married someday?" I asked. I felt his cock begin to. "Sure thing"I took a while longer getting ready and then headed up on deck. As I passed through the corridors I noticed that lots of couples there were around our age and good looking. I felt as nervous about this as I did excited. When I arrived up on deck I couldn't see my wife so I headed for the bar and ordered a couple of mojitos, our favourite drink. I wandered around the upper level taking in the amazing sea views and the slowly disappearing mainland. It was a full 10 minutes before I. I’ve lost count of the squirts he has made, prolonging my orgasm even longer; I’m more used to three or four squirts off my husband now.Nick lowers his arched back and relieves the fullness and pressure in my fanny; I kiss him hard and our tongue fight together. He softens inside me and I let out a great sigh of relief as well as a stream of love making juice when the seal was broken between our sex parts.“I better go to the toilet Nick”I crawl off him with a hand covering my nipped fanny and.