. well, the type."Keith burst out laughing and struck a pose; one hand on hip, the other hanging loosely at the end of his wrist. "Oh me, oh my. I'm s...ch a butch guy!" You don't have to look like Quentin Crisp." I chuckled, "it's not like you have a uniform." No, but... you know what I mean. He looks so normal!"Howls of laughter greeted her last gaff and, ruefully, she joined in, realising how naïve her comment had sounded."I'm sorry." Tracy said, "that came out all wrong. I guess I wasn't. It was a small pink vibrator that had two attachments that slid over it like a sleeve, one was dark purple and shaped like a dick, the other was yellow and had a long 5 inch tip on it that looked like a thick antennae. I decided to start with the Yellow antennae as it was thin. I slid the yellow attachment on to the vibrator and turned it on to a low setting. I watched it vibrate in my hand and giggled to myself, then turned it off. It was rather late in the evening and everyone in the house. There was a road bike leaning against the wall behind him, and he was wearing those goofy shoes that clip onto the pedals. It looked like he’d just come back from a ride. He was sticking his butt out in a comically exaggerated version of my pose. I had to admit, his ass looked great in bike shorts.I was still grinning a second later when my phone buzzed again as he sent a text:“oops meant to send that to someone else sorry”Ha! All my frustration instantly melted away. So he wanted to play,. Sucked all the hot stuff outa me--made me shoot off all sticky again!" He reached up, touched her face as though she was a china doll."It was real nice," he said, stupidly but tenderly. "You've a nice little cunt, all tight and it hugs my cock good." He sighed then startled Doris by adding: "It was even as nice as with Mama!"Doris lay on her face; her baby-doll nightie still around her neck. Willis sat up beside her, touching her skin, stroking, caressing, gently, delicately. He stared at her.