She made sure his mouth and his hands were all over her boobs. She loved it when he sucked and kissed them. She loved that personal, romantic passiona...e attention, and she knew she’d want more then life could offer her. He was on them like a leach on garbage. He was attached and attentive. He consumed them and she adored that. Seeing as she did, she reached down and petted his crotch. She stroked it and stroked it as if there was no tomorrow. He grew hard by her doing that alone. He moaned. He. I think we have things under control here. And, of course, I would appreciate your discretion.”“Yeah, sure, Senator,” the Captain, an older cop with a pot belly stretching his blue uniform, nodded. “What about the man we have in custody downstairs?”“Leave him with my man,” Senator Murphy said. “I think this was all a misunderstanding. I’m sorry to waste your time.”“Right,” the cop said, his voice perfectly level.“Frank?” my wife asked, glancing at Senator Murphy.“She was with me when you were. ..maybe for me...maybe because it really WAS hot. His chest and back glistened with sweat. His cut-off jeans stained against his firm but and his thighs were well formed and cabled with muscle. I watched him idly – not showing any interest, but drinking in the masculine beauty as he went back and forth in front of me. He was watching me as well. I could feel his eyes caress my ass and my inner thighs. GAWD!!! I could practically smell the testosterone over the smell of gas and freshly mown. A woman's voice is yelling, " I know you're in there, I need to talk to you.” It is their mother; she really is off the charts. “Shit,” Billy said, “she's relentless. She must have had another one of her bad breakups.” “Too many to count,” Abby sighed. They both get up, Abby tells me to stay where I am and relax. They both get on bathrobes and go to the door. Abby has left her bedroom door open enough so I can get a glimpse of what;s going on, and I will be able to hear as well. I sense they.