‘Well, yes, uh, ma’am, it’s just such a treat to see a punk like that get an ass kicking from a ‘victim’,’ he said, smiling. ‘It’s Jen...ie,’ she said, holding her hand out. ‘Jennie Salton.’ The cop got a strange look on his face for a moment but Jennie was a person who noticed such personal traits. ‘Officer?’ she asked. ‘Sorry, ma’am,’ he began to say. ‘It’s Jennie,’ she interrupted. ‘I know,’ was his answer. ‘My wife’s name! Lovely name.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said. He asked her then to go through. I usually have to fight guys off in the movies. I really had fun. So, tell me, anything else odd happen this week?" she asked, as she ran her hand up and down my arm.I couldn't think of anything else so I said, "Not really." Oh," she said softly as she continued caressing my arm. "Nothing else?"Things were beginning to get real uncomfortable in my crotch. I had to shift a little to allow my cock to move to a less confined position."Maybe if you think real hard, you'll remember something," she. I wondered absently if he was autistic and this his special talent. I turned to my side as his head bobbed back and forth so Jenny could see what he was doing. I stared right at her through the window and when she made eye contact, I motioned for her to come into the garage. She came in right away looking very confused and a little lustful. Promising. I asked her if she liked what she saw but she couldn't really say. Bob told her how good it felt and I asked her if she wanted to feel. She turned her face to me and kissed me. This was no languorous kiss; it was passionate. Our tongues met, and I saw her close her eyes as she kissed me. My hands caressed her small breasts with their hard as pebbles nipples. She smiled at me. “That feels so good, Bobby kiss them.” I lowered my head and circled her areolae with my tongue before sucking and licking her sensitive nipples. She uttered some giggles as I licked and flicked at them with my tongue. “Oh, Bobby I wish I had known you.