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When I was in my teens and early twenties I dreaded the thought of getting older. Back then I thought old was about 30, but now that I'm firmly ensconced in my thirties I realize how silly those fears were. With age comes a sense of security, a better understanding of the world.
A variety of sexual partners allows a much better understanding of the physical body, and what it takes to create a mind-blowing sexual experience. For myself, as well as my partner.
I love to prowl through singles bars, watching the twenty-something girls giggle and flip their hair in an attempt to get a man to notice her. I'm well past all that game playing so I feel free to move right in and take what I want. I simply brush the twittering school-girl types aside as I move in to finish what they've started. A strategic placement of my hand, unwavering eye contact, and exuding a confidence that comes only from life experience, ensures that I'll be taking the sexiest man in the club back to my house. Once there, he's in for a no-strings attached, no expectations, thrill ride of his life.
Though I try to give off an air of sophistication and class when in public, all bets are off once I'm behind closed doors, all wet and aching for that full-body orgasm to sweep through me and take my very breath away. No orifice is sacred, and that includes your own. Whether you're wanting to experiment, or have already been down that road more times than you can count, we'll have a sheet-soaking good time.
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