" He nodded towards the whipping frame.Martha looked closer at the girl and walked round the frame to see her from all angles. It was difficult to ass...ess her looks while she was in that position, but as far as Martha could tell she was quite pretty with shortish dark brunette hair, her breasts seemed to be quite small, but hanging upside down made them look oddly high set. Her shaven cunt was gaping, as was her arse hole and Martha found out why that was as time went on.The proceedings were. With a chin as smooth as a babies bum I jump into a hot shower. My eyes close as the hot relaxing water runs over my rejuvenating body. ‘It’s great to be alive.’Exiting the shower I see Susan sitting on the loo in a longish T-shit. Head down, her fingers playing with a thread, she asks without looking up, “You can say no…. if I’m too plan…..or too old….. would you……would you take me to bed?”My dick hardens as I step over to her. Picking up her hand I ask, “Which is your room.” I’m lead into a. We still keep in touch and are best friends. We skype, IM, mail when we get time. Recently she has started sending me greeting cards. What makes it special are her kisses on it. She'd write her note and the she'd kiss on it to make the lovely impression of her beautiful thick well shaped lips! Well what a way to send greetings right?If you're reading this till now I know that you'd be wondering about the most obvious - the physical part aka the sexual. I hate to mention it here. I consider it. .my cock pushing into her ass, my hands trying to take as much of her breasts as possible into my hands. And they were simply not enough. Then I turned her around and pushed her against me. Her breasts against my chest, her pelvic grinded against mine. Her face had no attraction to me and so I was interested in kissing her. I was scrambling for the hooks of her blouse at her back.She Struggled and cried out ” you’ll tear it” …i growled- Shhh..don’t stop me now”Then she said”.