The Sheriff stood in the doorway and watched awhile before he came in."Jon, I don't have the facilities for someone in her condition. I can hold her i... the small cell, but by law, not for over twelve hours before I have to have her sent to a mental facility. What happened to her?"I explained it all to him, and told him to take her to the state facility immediately and I would handle the rest. He just shook his head as he went to her. She tried to kick him and then tried to bite him, so Farley. It will be a good warm-up for your cumming outparty," and she pushed a penis shaped vibrator into my mouth. Of course, Iwas speechless.She helped me off the throne, and then pushed me aside as she sat down torelieve herself. When she stood up I could see in the dim light that shehad a raging hard on. "Give me that dildo, turn around and bend over. Ihave a better use for it and I will give you my clitty-cock to practiceon." I complied with her instructions and she pushed the now welllubricated. I was amazed at what I saw. My beautiful wife, standing before me. Make-up on, hair made up, in a stunning white see though teddy with matching crotchless panties and white thigh high fishnest stocking. She wanted to apologize for the way she was, as she now felt so much better and how she had finally just noticed, I guess how a mess I was. I told Im sorry I couldnt have been more help and she said just put a finger to my lips, told I did everything right and, well, shut up.Of course, not. Big difference, I realize. Huge. She feels my reticence and backs off just a bit. She lifts the back of my head into her palms and allows the fingers of each hand to stroke the long, tight muscles along the back of my neck, pulling slightly upward and turning my head gently from side to side as if to ease it from my body like a cork from a bottle. I make an involuntary guttural sound, which she interprets as appreciation. It is. Just a little bit of scalp massage. It feels good, but I don’t.