I am fond of blokes with tight arses, something to grab on and spank until it blushes. It turns me on when I can sink my fingers and be given permission to use my teeth too. I'm cheeky and old, I could get away with it.

Whenever my daughter brings around a bloke, he would always end up tied to one of my bedposts. I am separated, nor do I really have plans of inviting them to bed-- they just come around on their own. I sometimes feel guilty but I make sure to punish ...

Old is the new bold' is what I like to say. Having fun with all kinds of blokes through the years have kept me vivacious and wanting to get creative more often in bed. I would even go as far as shagging in a dodgy alley or in the bathroom stall of a ...

There are times that I fancy a stroll in the park with just a trench coat on. Nothing else, just a coat and a pair of heels. I think I could get away with it, I mean why would a middle-aged woman like me be up to no good?

Flowers and sweets are nice, but I would rather receive the best fucking shagging experience there is with a fit young bloke. I don't want to waste my time imagining the things I might miss out just because of my age.

I consider the mountains my second home. Ever since the death of my partner, I've been spending a lot of time hiking and camping in different mountains. I still love going on a hike, but my frail body can only handle a bit of the activity now. As suc...