I got roped into getting married at a young age with a boring bloke who only knew how to fuck in missionary. He couldn't even keep himself stiff enough to finish me off. Now that I've left that miserable bloke, I am looking forward to taking back the...

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.

Making breakfast has always brought a smile on my face. For years and years, it has brought mr constant comfort. I wonder how lads would like their brekky in the mornings. Would they like scrambled eggs, served in bed, or would they rather I attend t...

Booze, sex, and discos are my life in the past. I still enjoy occasionally being knackered, but having sex and going to discos are a tad challenging for me to do now that I am old. If only there's someone who can help me do both, I would die happy.

Powerful and Randy: These are only the two things that I need from a man. You don't need to show me your financial assets if you don't want me to be turned off. I'd like you to be rich in hot cream not pounds nor dollars.

Whenever I touch myself, I would grab a chair and position it in front of the mirror. I sit down and spread my legs as far as it could go before I start to run my hands all over my body. I may not be young but watching how I fuck myself with all my m...