” Once Sis and I changed, we herded the last two guards and Trix into cell four. Trix still carried her useless blaster.I was about to shut the cell...door when Trix said, “You cannot leave me here. It is required that I go with you.”I looked at her confused and continued to shut the cell door when Mom said, “Wait a second.” I opened the door wider for Mom as she went into the cell, pushed back Trix’s coal-black hair, and looked at her ears. They were tiny and bat-like, with no lobes to speak. While her tits were floppy they were big. I kissed her some more while rubbing her crotch and tits then suddenly turned her around and bent her over the pool table. I had set up the camera above the level of the table and on the side so it would get a good picture of me porking her as well as her face if she turned that way. While she was bent over and whining I stroked her pussy some more, first with my fingers and then with my dick. I had heard that older women sometimes are dry, but not. ”“You need to explain that one.” Tasha said.“Look, the reason people pay attention to each other is to see if they find someone interesting to get to know. The reason people date is to find ‘The One’. You know, the one they want to spend their life with. I’m not looking for that.”“How come? Is there a story behind that statement?” The truth was closer to coming out.I took another deep breath and ran my story through my head to see if it made any sense at all. When I decided that it did, I. You know how I've always had the hots for Michelle, right? Especially for her tight little ass. We had ourselves a bet the other day. I told her a friendship with an ex-lover was a bad idea and that you wouldn't be able to resist her under given circumstances.”You pause to savor my incredulous face, before resuming the story: “Getting you drunk first was her idea. She was absolutely sure you wouldn't fall for it. Just for the record, though: she didn't think she'd be that easy to get laid once.