Then told her that I have a thought in my mind. But you need to promise me that you won’t be angry.She said that we are friends and why I would get ...ngry. I said fine and then gathering courage told her that the loser would give a kiss to the winner on the cheeks. She first showed some signs of anger and confusion. I said that you promised me that you won’t be angry.She said she didn’t expect this. I told that we are friends and a friend can kiss another friend on the cheeks. She gave a thought. She then completely surprised me by saying,"How about we find out then".When i asked how she said,"Well we could bunk off for the afternoon and go back to your place.You could take me to bed and see what happens.That's if you don't mind taking an old girl to bed'.I told her that although only in my twenties i had a thing for older milfs and that made her smile.I wasn't sure if i had offended her but she said,"Not at all.It's just that i have never been called a milf before.But as i am 60 years. 'Open your legs you sexy fuck' he demanded and I did the best that I could under his weight. His hands grabbed greedily at my arse cheeks and he roughly massaged them, pulling them apart and exposing both my little holes occasionally adding the occasional lick or bite as I could hear the rhythmic noise of him wanking himself as he savoured my ass. 'You know I love your tits Em but I've always been an arse man and yours is simply perfect, do you mind?' he asked. Before I could answer him I felt. When we finally got to the end of the cut and could see mountains in front of us as well as on both sides, we found about twenty ships drawn up in a loose line waiting for us. There was a sort of narrow point in the Cut before it opened up again into a bay with Mountainside City spread around it. They were in this strait so that they couldn’t be flanked.Mr. Black had been right, the winds were erratic around here. Still, we kept our sails up. They made us much faster than we were as pure rowing.