She went to the kitchen and stated the washing up. Then it struck her,the reality of the offer. She was trapped, she had no money, no whereelse to liv..., not even any men's clothes.She was trapped in a life of makeup, high heels, perfume, women'smagazines, washing, cleaning and getting used by her husband for sexwhenever or however he chose.She used to worry about wages, bills, promotion, cars and hair loss. Nowher worries were what to cook for dinner, what to wear, ladders instockings or. . too hot for her to afford proper clothing!” I teased with a dryness in my voice, ogling as much as I could.“Do those beautiful tits look familiar?” he asked, passing back the bourbon.“Sure do ... They just look different ... not bouncing around as much as they did that night in the motel room,” I teased, taking a minute to drink in the image. As I did, my cock couldn’t help but flinch and throb in my pants.“Keep turning those pages, buddy boy, and you’ll get some better views of ‘em ... and. She even sighed as I probed deeper and almost shocked me when she grasped my cock and started to gently stroke it automatically, but her soft snores confirmed she slept on. She,s always loved to have her titties played with and her giant nipples sucked on so I took turns like a big baby as I continued to frig her old cunt. It,s such a shame she doesn,t get very juicy nowadays so I coated my prick with k-y gel and worked it against her lips letting it get slippery before easing it in. I recalled. ”Tatyana gasped. “I thought concubines weren’t allowed on combat ships. And you haven’t reacted to my news.”“I’m still in shock about it,” I said sarcastically. “As for concubines on ships. I believe concubines can come along, but only with their master. However, no pregnant concubines are allowed. Children are too valuable.”Tatyana stood up as I walked over to the weapons station. I did not recognize any of the controls here, but I was impressed by the detail of the simulator. I walked down.