Betho71 @Betho71
I am a forty-year-old woman with long, fiery red hair. My skin has a warm, golden glow from spending countless days basking in the sun by the lake where I grew up. As I stroll along the shore, my thick lips curve into a perpetual smile, as if laughing at some private joke that only I can hear. The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks is like music to my ears, and I feel most alive when surrounded by nature's beauty.
I am not one for fancy clothes or makeup; instead, I prefer to keep things simple yet elegant. A swipe of red lipstick on my full lips and a sprinkle of freckles across my nose are all the adornments I need to feel confident and beautiful. My body is toned from years of swimming and hiking in the mountains nearby, and I take pride in its curvy shape, with big hips and small breasts that seem to defy gravity.
But beneath this carefree exterior lies a secret - one that only those closest to me know about. You see, I have an insatiable hunger for sex and pleasure. There's something about the feeling of being fully alive, of surrendering to my desires without any inhibition or shame, that leaves me breathless and wanting more. And so, on quiet nights like this one, when the stars are shining bright above, I often find myself lost in daydreams of forbidden pleasures...
