She looked lovely doing that. “And?” “And… My friend Holly - you probably saw her, slick black hair, violet eye shade and lipstick - she works...as an escort on the side. You’re even prettier than her. You could make a killing.” “You’re not serious?” “Perfectly. You know, she’s even tried to rope me in a few times. She’s got a few clients who like to watch girls with each other, and they pay well. Wouldn’t it be exciting to have fun and get paid for it?” “If it was, why didn’t you do it?” Now,. She grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the master couch in front of the fireplace. Two girls were sitting there giggling.“Hey, gals, this is Jackson. Have your way with him,” she said and added, “Go get 'em, tiger!” then gave me a slight push in the direction of the couch and disappeared in to the crowd.With that, she left me at the mercy of these two girls who did not make the slightest effort of hiding that they were eyeing me up and down. One burst out in giggles and dug her face into her. I took my sub over and asked the other master if my sub could lick her bald pussy he said but do not let her cum. My sub walks and licks the girls clit and rimmed her ass hole and the girls was trashing in her bounds. The other master said thank you. We continued our walk till we came across a structure with large holes in it and on one side looked liked added benches. I asked the director what it is and said bukkake butt hole. It starts in a few minutes and I turned to my wife asked are you up. These were state of the art bots. Flesh and bodily fluids so convincing, you couldn’t tell them apart from the real thing. Except no woman was as perfect as a whorebot. No woman he’d ever known had breasts, a figure, or such a welcoming vagina as Sindy had. And after several litres of Martian beer, it was towards Cyberwhore that Kevin walked, leaving Jeff sniggering by the high-speed maglev transit stop. Or not so much walked as rather skipped like some fucking Morris dancer. This low gravity.