"I also need a strap-on cock, preferably one that vibrates as well. Do they make such a thing?" I queried as Gwen gave an awkward cough slash choke so...nd.I looked at her and winked.The British woman completely unfazed answered, "Yes they do. What length were you considering?" What length do you like?" I teased.She chuckled as she said, "It has been many years since I have had the need for such a toy, but the women who come in here tend to like a couple different ones." She grabbed a black one. Kind of like Keanu Reeves as Neo in 'The Matrix, ' only in a different way. Sometimes I seem to be in 'invisible' mode, where I am an observer. I see myself in different situations and circumstances. Or more frequently, I see places and situations as if watching them on television, except that I am in the action, I walk through doors, or walls for that matter. The observer me that is, the other me has to operate in the normal framework of the scene. What's weird is that sometimes I would see. But we all played Pinochle together and laughed and joked. I think Tom and Sally both noticed the difference in Ann, because they both tried to be particularly attentive to her.The evening went quickly, and they left about eleven. As always, Sally and Ann hugged good bye, and then Sally turned to me and Ann turned to Tom. Again, as always, I hugged Sally, nuzzled her cheek a bit, and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth.After we broke apart I looked over at Tom and Ann to see that they were still. Focusing on her clit, I sucked it between my lips and rapidly flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Her butt came up off the table as she squealed something in Mexican. She was rolling and pulling on her nipples with gusto now, literally lifting and shaking her tits with them. I heard something about "gringo", "hombre", and "fuck", but that was all I could make out.Placing my hands under her ass, I spread her cheeks wide. As my tongue focused on her clit my thumbs found her butt hole and began.