Having brunch with the old gals seem to be the only event that I look forward to nowadays. I would love to have other things to anticipate, especially if it's the fine body of a lad. Oh, the things I could do with my tongue and tits.

I've had a battery-operated boyfriend for the past 5 years and it does more good to me than my prick of an ex-husband if we're being honest. I'm still craving for a well hung lad though, nothing beats the elementary kind of fucking.

I may have outstanding accomplishments, but I don't have high expectations. I'm a down-to-earth lady who's happy talking with anybody. Whatever and whoever you are, you should know that I'm not condescending.

Snogging in an alleyway is as far as I got to doing naughty things outdoors, and that felt like it was a decade ago already. Now I want to up the stakes and would love to get fucked like no ones business in a dingy walkway at the back of a pub.

A good smut is always the best way to get my knickers wet. Thinking about what if what I'm reading would happen to me. What if a fit lad walks into my bedroom door and asks me if he can have his way with me, to become the mistress he wants to please ...

It's a bit shameful trying to advertise myself here. I feel like I am no different than a product being bid upon at ebay or amazon. I don't really have a choice because I am not as attractive as I was when I was younger. Well, I need to accept that t...