" I took a lick of my ice cream, she took one of hers I pulled her to me and I kissed her. Really kissed her. She started to giggle as we exchanged ic... cream and when we parted we both were a mess: ice cream covered lips and chins and shirt fronts. We looked into each other's eyes and, in perfect unison said, "Mmmmmmm ... ice cream."We laughed and licked ice cream from our faces, fingers and lips like ten-year-olds. For me, that kinda sealed things. I had been feeling more and more comfortable. Even after ejaculating Istill felt as if I was orgasming and my legs had turned to jelly andfelt very weak as Abbie continued to thrust into me before starting toquiver herself and shake into an orgasm before collapsing onto me,strap-on still buried deep inside. It had felt very nice, but as I'dbeen showering afterwards I'd felt overwhelming feelings of shame andguilt and had politely refused doing any more pegging afterwards. Whenwe'd moved house the strap-on had been hidden deep away in a. “I shall be your Boadicea today Alex and lavish you with a bowl of fruit” and by that she meant she would empty the bowl over my naked body and crush all as she rendered me a full massage. Jan was always exiting and unpredictable presenting me with something new to show how pleased she was to see me at weekends after a heavy week on the rigs. We’d talked about a committed relationship but for now this was fine. This week my Queen Boadicea and who knows who’ll she’ll be next time. Dressed and. I looked over to the dugout to see whether I was getting any attention from Paul. He evidently was occupied with other things, so I leaned back in. "Patti," I said. "I want to thank you for your batting tip. It's really made a big difference!" We noticed," Kelly said, before Patti could respond to my words. "You're hitting a ton! You really disfigured those damned Yankees!"I smiled. "I owe it all to Patti," I said.Well. Maybe not "all" -- but there was no doubt about it, she'd gotten me out of.