I didn’t finish all the questions, but I don’t think I failed.”“Oh dear, I bet that made you quite horny! And what are we going to do about yo...r top? I’m a painter, not a seamstress.”“Sorry about the buttons, but yes, it made me completely fucking horny! The math test went better. I imagined that I strolled into the classroom topless and that no one could take their eyes off me. I think I did OK on that test; at least I answered everything. I might have made some arithmetic mistakes though.. A lot,” I said. “Look, Mavis, it’s way after midnight, let me walk you back to your cabin, kiss you on your cheek goodnight and we can talk about what happened over breakfast in the morning.”I put my dressing gown on her, it almost wrapped around her twice.“You can’t go back to your cabin.”“Ah, rising damp is it?”“Very, more like dripping wet from the ceiling.”“I can dry it off.”“Really? Just like you could, you know, transport me, and all that bloody cold water, to your room?”“Something like. I wanted nothing more than to have my husband, my family back. The road to recovery would be long, but it would sure as hell be worth it if we could manage to get back to how our relationship once was. No man had ever accepted me or loved me the way my husband did. How stupid Id been to push him away. My heart ached just to have him hold me again. As morning came there was no more confusion, only fear. I was panicked dialing his number. Hello? He answered right away. Hey babe. I tried to sound. I massaged some lube between my ass cheeks and then on the cucumber. It was about as thick as my own cock. Like my new deep-throat dildo, I wouldn’t have a problem with it until I started going deep.The end was tapered and pointed a little like most of the hard plastic vibrators of the day. So, when I pushed it against my tight asshole it went in with ease without any more stretching than I had already done in the shower with my fingers. It felt good. Without a sculpted head, it wasn’t as.