Jake just let this partial woman continue playing with his rod, wiping her cum covered toes into his beach towel to clean them off. Squeezing his erection tightly between her thighs, it was obvious what she desired from him. Jake was rather curious how such a person can exist without such a vital part of their body; one would think a brain necessary for any bodily function. Yet this headless woman was walking around and displaying thought, without a brain or means of breathing and eating.
Regardless, Jake sensually massages her shoulders and back, ensuring she knew he was a nice guy. She seemed to enjoy the touch of his fingers, arching her back in both relief and ecstasy. "Your sense of touch is surely off the charts. Maybe you'll like this too." He jokes, tickling the nape of her neck. This makes her torso wriggle, showing signs of her being ticklish there.
Their intimate time alone was however rudely interrupted by some woman with her kid strolling along. "Oh my god!" She cries out, seeing the partial woman sitting on Jake. Unsure what to do, figuring this was an inevitable encounter in public, thinks up something. "How very rude of you!" He says back, with convincing false anger. The mother, feeling embarrassed from being berated by a stranger, meekly apologizes. "I-I'm sorry, but what is this?" She asks, making Jake realize he's got this situation in the bag. "This lovely lady you shouted at is my wife!" He states placing his arms around her midriff for enhanced effort.
The partial woman moves around, creeping out the distraught mother. Her child points out the lack of a head or arms, so she tries quieting him to not embarrass them any further. "I'll have you know that my wife here was born with a rare genetic condition that severely affected the development of her body. Having no head or arms, as you obviously see." Jake explains. His companion lifts up her upper arms, seemingly feigning annoyance as well. The mother was confused, "How is she even thinking, or hearing what we're saying? How does she eat?!"
"She's very sensitive, her body able to pick up the vibrations of our voices. And just because she has no head doesn't mean she can't think, all her neurons are just lodged at the upper part of her spine. Eating for her is a much bigger issue, as you can guess; one which I don't feel like going into now." Jake says, wanting these two to leave already. "Now, are you done harrassing us?" Without another word, the mother and child pair run off embarrassed.
Glad they can be alone now, Jake takes the intiative and starts to pack up his beach stuff into his backpack, as his companion sways along, slipping her feet into a pair of flip flops Jake didn't know she had brought. Wanting to make things easy for her, Jake cups his arms around her big butt and her back, carrying her bridal style back to his car. Getting her seated nicely, she jiggles with glee as Jake puts the seatbelt on her. "You're happy, too, eh?" He affectionately asks, tickling her neck again. "Let's get you home."