Right then I knew that I had to find out more about her. I would set my alarmso I could be awake when she was doing the news .I wanted to learn more a...outher. I talked to some people I knew to see what they could find out. I thoughtI would keep a close eye on her to get an idea how she spent her time. I hadbeen following her for about two months. I noticed that she had two daughtersat home and in high school. Both were cheerleaders on pep squad. Thru my contactsI found that she was still going. She grinned and continued on now watching me. I would stop periodically and lick the pre-cum from my hand, and resume stroking. She was peaking now and was grinding HARD and fast, it was only a few minutes she until she was screaming out and cumming all over the sybian. I walked to her and helped her up, where she then leaned against the couch, her skin flushed red from head to toe. Her thighs were wet and shaky. I told her it was my turn, and she had a look in her eyes, indicating she was. “That’s simplistic and unfair. There’s a transformation that takes place, in terms of brain chemicals, sure. But to call it conscience…” “Is distressingly accurate,” she smiled, squeezed his sac and put her tongue in his mouth. He sucked it and pressed his roving fingers softly into her slit. “No,” he said. “It’s more complicated than that. We’re doing our biological duty. It’s ancient, part of the cerebral hardware.” “Really?” she said. “Okay, so after you’ve had your celebratory soft time,. My wife had already showered and put on makeup, but chose to put her nightgown back on. Although it was a heavier (winter) nightgown it was obvious she wore nothing underneath it. It is hard to miss the jiggle of a pair of braless Double D's, especially when they have over-excited nipples.I guess I wasn't too surprised when she gave Jim a big hug when we left. There was a pause just before she moved away from him where she looked briefly at me and then planted a quick kiss on his lips. Perhaps.