‘No, I asked Ewart for the day off. I had to tell him I might be here, it’s his house, after all. He was good about it.’ Opening the refrigerato..., she took out the cake and cut him a generous slice. ‘Here, John, tell me if you like it.’ The cake was half gone before he said anything. ‘Miss Eliza, this is one fine cake. I… nothing. Could I have some more coffee?’ She almost jumped up to get the pot. ‘Calm down, calm down,’ she tried to tell herself to no avail. He was affecting her. Was this. It certainly started off that way, but it has, shall we say, developed into something altogether more interesting over the years. And yes, it's all women, but that is the attraction; no men to spoil the fun.”“You do know I'm looking for something more than a pleasant chat? To be frank, Claire, I need sex. I haven't had a good bang in months.”Claire smiled enigmatically. “Our club has women of all ages, some of us single, some married, some in-between. But the one thing we all share is a love of. I do not know, if I was really looking for a permission from her but in less than a minute, I was digging her ass and pumping real hard making her growl, of course with a mix of pain and pleasure as my pile driving her did not cease or even slowed. I could see and enjoy, seeing her hole gape; looking like a work of art. Feeling the urge, I stopped, turned her over and kissed once again and asked her to take a riding cowboy position on my cock. I am sure, she was also thinking of it and quickly. I said, "Go ahead." "Have you ever seen a pussy that didn't look pretty good to you?" I took a second to consider Amy's question and then I shook my head and said, "Nope, I can't say that I have." Mel burst out laughing. Grinning, Amy rolled her eyes and said, "I'm going to take a shower." I said, "I just finished playing golf. Would you mind if I joined you?" Amy looked at the tent my erection was creating in the front of my trousers and answered, "You can but there isn't going to be any hanky.