When I was up the duff with my first child, I was unbelievably randy yet my husband wouldn't even lay a finger on me. Now that I'm in my 50s, I never expected to be more randy than I was then. I hope I won't end up as disappointed and disgruntled as ...

I've been quite an adventurous lass when it comes to sexual acts. I've been with a few ladies myself but I've always preferred a thick cock fucking me. Not opposed to having both a toy and prick stuffed in me at the same time though.

I value comfort over being fashionable. I'd often be found in my flat wearing nothing but a white shirt and thigh high socks. I stay in rather than go out and party. Heavy snogging on the couch over uncomfortable groping in a bathroom stall.

Men want me for my body and I do not mind that at all, I like being used as long as they don't forget to make me cream all over their cock or fingers. Casual flings with not a single string attached works best for me.

My days are mainly spent on taking care of my plants. I sing for them, so they can grow beautifully. I have no siblings, so the house is a bit lonely. I also have no pets. My plants are my family. In search of an older man who can make me soaking...

My baps are still my best features after all these years, perky and sizable. They're also sensitive, which is why I love it when a bloke licks it up and playfully nibbles on my nips. Using their hands to grope my arse is a marvelous option too.