Especially ones that vibrate. Shortly after the divorce, I went and bought a toy very similar to the one that I had used before with her however this...one was a bit longer. I found that I definitely enjoyed a bit of length so that I could hit my prostate a bit easier and still had a fair amount of toy to hang on to. It was always easy to conceal why I had a toy. The general story was that the ex had left it and I had just never gotten rid of it. On occasions, the women I was having sex with. She wore a pair of medium gray, low-rise, shorts that extended only a few inches below her crotch.Celeste said, “I explained to Andressa about our ... somewhat tongue-in-cheek clothing competition. Obviously, she was fine with that.”There was much chuckling.“I’ll say. You make that outfit look very sexy, Andressa. It helps that you have those long, soccer legs.”“Thank you, Carol. I didn’t know what to think about this, but Celeste told me that it was mainly because your ... girls and she. I drop to my knees, freeing it from his clothing. I flick the tip with my tongue just as you described doing it. I take it into my mouth, hoping there is some reminder of you still on it from the last time he fucked you. I work it slow and let my tongue explore each vein.There is no flavor of you but I can't help but think of you in the same position, with his cock in your mouth and your pussy getting wetter each time with anticipation. I can hear him moaning and know that if I don't slow. Bob and I cried and went to see Dad.When he heard the story he had tears in his eyes. It was the first time we ever saw our Dad cry. He told us that Marsha was too strong-willed a woman to take her own life. He said someday the truth would come out.After Mom's funeral we hardly ever saw our grandparents on Mom's side. For some reason they blamed Dad for Mom's death.It was now three years later and Dad was up for early parole. Grandpa was there to let the Parole Board know Dad still had his job.