Handling randy men at my age is not a problem. I often pride myself of having the capacity to make any bloke writhe in pleasure as long as their with me. I do like to see them let go and not be self-conscious about moaning out loud.

I think it's time I should try anal sex with someone who knows how. I heard it hurts so much at first, but that's the good part, isn't it? We have to feel the pain in order to experience ultimate pleasure.

Don't be surprised if I tell you that I have a nice long shower in the morning and at night. Not sure if you can call it an illness or whatever. I do it, for I want to stay clean. I don't want to bring any oil or dust to my sweet-smelling, clean matt...

I'm not looking for love. I'm not looking for a strong man to protect me. I'm self-reliant, and I'm not expecting a man to be with me 24 hrs or a man who's one call away. What I'm yearning is a huge knob that would pound my fanny in ways unimaginable...

Now, I'm not a slag, but I would love to have the chance to get buggered by a thick schlong. I want to find out what it would feel like to get spread open in that way by a buff lad. It makes me randy just thinking about how that would playout.

In my mind, the dinner table can be used for more than just meals. It's the best place to layout my body to be devoured by a gentleman much younger than I am. He is welcomed to eat me out or make a serving of cream pie in my cunt.