A gent's head in between my thighs is a sight to be seen. I show my appreciation when they are enthusiastic and let them choose between getting to fuck my sizable knockers or a blowjob that would leave them dizzy. Most boys would end up dumbfounded a...

Finding ways of incorporating food into fucking occupies my mind like no other. Once the thought of covering a young gent with chocolate and having the honour of licking them clean just titillates me to another level.

No one has ever fucked me the way I deserved before. All my past relationships are with lads who respect me even in the bedroom. There's nothing wrong with that. It's just, I want to be roughed up and treated hard when I am being fucked.

Going out and spending my time until the wee hours of the night in pubs is something that I miss. Ageing has made my body feeble, so it's highly unlikely we'll bump into each other some time in the future. For now, what can both bring us happiness is...

Let's just say that my age does not dictate my stamina and appetite for shagging. I am thirsty for a tall drink of hard fucking that would leave me feeling satiated and like jelly. A fit lad that is not bothered about teaching an old gal new tricks a...

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.