"Can't live with a man but can't live without them" or so the saying goes. I've been with my fair share of blokes, different personalities, walks of life, and preferences, but made sure to find their sweet spot and made them spill in my quim.

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.

Let this be a warning. I am not an easy woman to handle. You need a lot of energy and time to make me do what you want. There is a low chance you will taste what I can offer if you only half-assed our conversation. You should give me your full attent...

I think I baked just about every flavour of pie there is on this planet by being the model housewife. The best pie does not involve an oven though. The recipe includes a dashing lad's dipstick, a bed-- though not necessarily, and my aching cunt.

I was quite shy before I got into university. Embarrassing to admit but I didn't even know how to finger myself until after my roommate taught me how to. An experience that I still cannot forget even decades later.

One of the best things about me is I know how to get along with a lot of people. My mates often tell me that I am too friendly for my own sake. Well, there's nothing wrong with an old granny to be nice to everyone. Maybe a young stud that I helped to...