He had met a divorcee called Sheila Burns and he had been seeing her for about six months. I was surprised, I had no inkling that he was involved with...anyone, but when he introduced us, I could see why he was attracted to her. She was around five foot in height, short black hair and with a nice figure to complement her height. She was bubbly and full of fun and she clearly thought the world of him. Seeing them together, so happy made me realise that I was missing female companionship, one. "But where do we go... ah I think I see. You propose to replace our systems with some form of brain scanner?" Sal said."Not replace. I think it would be better if the new system, if we can get one to work, were used surreptitiously. So that no one knows the system exists. That way they won't be able to come up with a way round it," Maggie said."Nice idea, but where do we get such a system?" James asked."There are large and cumbersome systems used in hospitals. Why don't we talk to some one in. Of course, this triggered my gag reflex several times and I had to stop and catch my breath as well as swallow. After about two minutes of sucking his cock, Brandon got in the hot tub with me. He took off his shirt and turned me around so that my back was touching his front. He rubbed my clit with one hand (which nearly made me cum) and felt my boob with the other. It felt amazing and I started rubbing on his dick. Brandon kissed my neck as he glided his hard cock into my pussy. I screamed in. Now it was only six jumps rock to rock, and she would be at her Master's door. Bounce. Bouncy. Bounce. By now she was so dusty she poofed like an open bottle of Talcum powder. Bounce. Bounce -- whoa! -- a little far that last one. Her sudden stop made her rock and sway for balance and flail like a kitten at a baptism. Steady, steady now. This next jump would have to be a four-point landing. She crouched, this great Lioness, this noble Huntress, this Fearsome Predator. Her loins.