Heather and David were not consistent in their attendance. As her pregnancy weighed on her, they became less regular. Sheila and Mark only attended on...e. It was a younger group. Wendy and I were probably the oldest couple of the regulars. Only one couple was together before the Day. Everyone had stories of loss and of finding new people.We rarely raided stores now. Anything we wanted, we had it if it could be had. Our truck garden was producing well. We have learned to can and freeze. “I need to talk to you,” she whispered.“Ugh, about what?”“Shhh. Relax. Just want to talk with you,” Dolly said.“Fine.”They ate their meal outside, by the pool, at one of the tables. It was relatively quiet, save for small talk amongst the couples. Brandy and TJ chatted quietly amongst themselves.Barry assumed it was about sex. He rolled his eyes and looked away, thinking about how much sex his mother might have with this man. Dolly noticed her nephew looking away, then glanced to her. She finished the breakfast and bent over the table to give me my food and the most glorious view down her top. As we ate and chatted I realised that this would probably be the last time to fulfil a fantasy that I’d had for years, was I mistaken, did she know I was watching her dry and dress for all these years and was she watching me do the same or had my teenage lust got the better of me? “There is one thing that I miss more than most” I said, “Oh, what’s that” she said. “Watching you get. Clair was returning it by the gentle rocking of her hips. Charley guided their path to the corner of the house and onto the patio around that corner, knowing the pool house was only a few steps away. There were no lights on them there and Charley covered her lips with his, probing with his tongue. Clair only opened her mouth wider and met his tongue with her own as she moaned softly, she loved the way Charley kissed. Her breath was coming in gasps. She felt how wet her heated pussy was, how.