I made contact with it and began to squirm atop it looking for the right angle of entrance. It felt like I was sitting on a barstool. I felt my anus b...gin to open, my anal ring spreading and stretching over it. In an agony of sexual drive I lowered myself further, continuing to spread, not believing how far I was stretched. I reached down to feel how much had penetrated and couldn’t believe that I still had a ways to go before my ass would envelop the massive fist and it would be inside me.. "You noticed that?" I asked a little shocked."Yes, although I tried not to. Or I tried to come up with a reasonablereason why you were doing it." She turned and moved into the store.I realized as I walked in that she had again taken me on the rollercoaster. Starting this conversation with acceptance and encouragement.Then she ended it, with what felt like the exact opposite, or at least aveiled put down on my interest in women's things. I always wondered ifmaybe it was my own insecurities. During my wife’s visit Ebi used to call me up on the regular basis and would talk at length about various things like about her job, her family and friends etc and I would also play along with her. Sometimes our talks would go to sex also but to a limited topics and then I would tease her that I would touch you, I will play with you etc and she never used to mind it and would play along with me, mind you this only happened on the phone only. One day she called me up and we were discussing about. I reckon we all deserve a drink.” As he spoke Adrian reached under the bed he was sitting on and pulled out a six pack of Carlsberg.“Oh sorry guys,” announced Viv, glancing at her watch. “I hadn’t realised how late it’s got. I really have to go now. See you tomorrow.” She left Adrian’s room murmuring something about a phone call and hurried off down the corridor in the direction of her own study room.My face must have registered my disappointment at Viv’s sudden departure because Adrian laughed.