It's not easy to pull gents at my age, but when I do, I show them how good it feels to be with a woman twice their age. I like to think that I ruin them for the younger lasses because most of them tend to come back to me for another taste.

I don’t need a man who can solve or help me solve my problems for me. I need someone who won’t become a problem. It is simply because my life is going fine and dandy right now that I want to chat with a lad who can add some extra excitement to it...

It blows me away looking at someone wanking. I could feel that there's this force pushing me and telling me to suck this bloke's penis like a slag. It feels so good sucking his penis down my throat and taking every liquid as he moans.

Some people don't like me because I don't smile often. I've been told that I have a mysterious look. I look like I'm up to something even when I'm not. Why people these days so quick to judge?

Bended over the edge of the bed, my hands bound together and being pulled back behind me. Having a sizable cock fucking me from behind slowly. Hands grabbing my hips like a vice and throaty moans against my ears. That's my version of heaven.

Candy floss has always been my favoured sweet. Some would even say that it explains why I taste sweet as well. From kisses to my sopping kitty, I've been told that I am a delightful treat. Age aside, I can say that pleasure is a guarantee too.