Then drippling some down Abbie’s slit and over her back vagina. His fingers work for a while as both moans as he makes sure Abbie is well lubed. J...st the action of his fingers up in Abbie does stimulate Tim immensely.Hard and ready, with Abbie trembling in anticipation before him, Tim guides his cock to Abbie’s special vag. Just pressing in his glans to start. Tim waits for Abbie to relax and take him fully in. Both are learning how to maximize each sexual interlude for the most pleasure. But it did serve to prevent too many emotions from surfacing. Sorrow suffused her face."Is it still the same, Tim? Is the hurt still there?" I tell myself to forget, and for quite a lot of the time I do. Yet when I relax in the evenings, the heartache comes out of nowhere. The anger has mellowed though." I am so sorry, Tim. Almost every day I regret the actions I took. I tell myself to forget too, but every morning I wake up without you beside me, and I remember once more and cry a little.". I was about to get up and make them and she said I will be right back. I waited a minute and told her to go ahead, she turned to get up and sat there a minute feeling the drinks then said she better not have anymore. As she sat there trying to gain her composure i could tell she was really feeling them. She finally got up and went to the bathroom and I made myself another drink. I was sitting at the table when she came back in and she was about to sit down then grabbed the ashtray and walked. This was before DNA so it would have just been her word against mine. I even thought how the police might have her wear a recording device and get me to confess about what we had done! I knew that I would have to be very careful about what I said around her at all times to protect myself. I missed the next game also I was so scared about seeing her again. The night after that game there was another knock on my door. When I opened the door there she stood again. For a second neither of us spoke.