Mrs. Block had gone all out with homemade fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and a salad. I ate heartily and thanked her for a fantastic...meal. When we finished eating, Jennifer and I excused ourselves to go to Graeter’s for one last time.At Graeter’s, Jennifer and I both ordered sundaes.“Want my cherry, Steve?” Jennifer smirked.“I already got all of them!” I chuckled. “And I enjoyed every one!”“Me too! I’m going to miss making love with you, Steve. I’m going to miss everything,”. "Well in that case, thank you very much for the kind offer" said Lisa, "I would love to." And with that she sat down whilst Claire passed her a glass of wine.After some ten minutes of general chat to get to know each other a little, Claire asked Lisa how often she came to the cove."Oh at least three times a week, if I can. I married so I don't have to work and I have no children so my time is really my own. I just love to come here for the peace and quiet and, if truth be told, to get an all. Mmmm! They say a picture of beauty can speak a thousand words of pleasure…Well every time a picture of you comes into my mind…damn I find myself getting lost in so much pleasure and desire…that without hesitation I feel my dark cock getting excited for you…Wanting you, needing you…and when you’re not here I find myself touching myself for you…I get lost in the realms of wanting my lips pressed against your lips…as our tongues begin to explore the hidden pleasure zones…Damn just sitting here. Said she was sick of Libby being either away or knackered. I told her I was the same as Libby so she went to that club in Soho apparently.” She meant the club that I occasionally went to when need overcame me. That was the end of any coherent conversation. Tired as I was, I was also hungry for Babs. Just the sight of her flat, muscular stomach, her fine tits, her red trimmed patch made me wet and she pulled me down on top of her. We kissed for a long time and she wrapped her legs around me,.