Now, some of you reading this story may have noticed that I referred to my wife as a "slut" a few times. Since I get so many queries about that, I tho...ght I would end this story by telling you why I do that. My wife and I have talked about this several times, and for us, a "slut", is a hot, horny woman, who "CHOOSES" to fuck, who and when she wants to, because she is horny and "wants" to fuck! Whereas a "whore", we think of more like a prostitute, who fucks whomever will give her what she. "Ok, Scott. I am Dr. Donaugh, and my colleague is Dr. Santiago. We have set up several test situations for you, assuming you can do as you claim."I sighed, and nodded.What followed, was several hours of me doing 'remote viewing', while I described what was going on at a given place, after I connected with someone. I related how many people were around the person in question, and what his/her surroundings were. They wanted details, and I gave them.I started getting tired after three hours of. I’m glad I waited because it was about then when she stood up and stepped into the bathtub. Her tits were about 42DDs I’m guessing. My cock started to squirt without my touching it. I was so taken back by what just happened that I hit my head on the bottom of the sink. Looking back through the opening, I saw her turn her head and look right in my direction.Weak legged; I cleaned up my mess and went back to bed, stumbling in the dark. All through the night my mind was rewinding and. The laptop was still playing the video and Amy was displaying the lingerie in her hand. Mom had walked into the room. She was only wearing a pair of red bikini bottoms, her breasts were uncovered, a thin gold chain hung I low into her cleavage. Her daughter was kneeling on her son’s bed, kissing him on the cheek, while she displayed her mom’s lingerie. The laptop on the bed was showing a porn video, a video she had made the night before.“Oh you found it” mom looked more embarrassed than angry..