Oh, Jeez . . .

voluptuary, no one ever went broke underestimating the human capacity for self-deception.
 
Cougars are not all that new, but that name for them is, at least relatively speaking. I met one in 1962 when I was 22 years old. Her name was actually Mrs. Robionson, and this was long before "The Graduate" was released.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a situation where everybody wins. He and she both get some hot sex with no strings attached. He learns more about pleasing a woman sexually, and she has the satisfaction of being a teacher. On top of that, it gives us something to write about. :)
 
When I was young, I had a few 'encounters' with women older than I by a not inconsiderable margin. They were all mutually satisfying and immensely pleasurable. Sexual experience triumphs over youthful enthusiasm anytime. :D
 
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