The worst thing about being old is that it is increasingly more difficult to find a guy willing to fuck me hard. Most of the guys I've been with are more concerned about my health rather than giving me the kind of satisfaction I deserve. For once in ...

I'm gonna flat out admit it and say that I constantly seek to be praised when I'm in bed with a gent. It stirs my loins in all the best ways; making me ache, throb, and squirm. Always does the trick to get me as randy as I was a couple of decades ago...

It's an achievement when a man curses because of how great I am in bed. Compliments I receive for my sex skills are like receiving a trophy. Not to brag, but I've been collecting lots of trophies ever since I started riding a man like a porn star.

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...

I worked as an exotic dancer in my early years, I loved every night I was on stage and I was fairly good at it. But, of course, that was eons ago and always chockfull of fond memories. Though I must say I still have a lot of dance moves left in me.