A SALUTE TO OLDER WOMEN: THEY ARE WORKS OF ART!

Yeah, yeah, we all know the terms “MILF” and “GILF”, but do we sincerely pay homage to these bold and brazen old broads as we should. (I mean as real men, that is.) Teenage girls are snapping old necks all day, but hey, that’s someone’s little girl. Older girls have already seen that ship sail decades ago. Do any of us have a clue what it takes for an old girl to get attention these days? In the old days a well-turned ankle, an impromptu up-skirt gust of wind, or a come-hither smile was all the invite we needed to cross the room and offer her a drink or a ride home, (hers or ours). Nowadays, our MILF and GILF female counterparts have to lay it all on the line, to get so much as a nod from some of us. So, let us tip our proverbial hats to the tough old girls who put all of their wares on display for a cup of coffee, or a handshake.

Viva Doña “L”

Doña “L” is “milf-power” to the nth degree. She exudes feminine pulchritude in her fingers, toes and each and every strand of her long beautiful hair. At her mature age, she is still a neck-snapping “head-turner”, who commands any room she saunters into! See for yourself or follow her on social media. She will answer all of your queries, with no reservations.

Pretty Little “P”

Little “P” is a ball of fire wrapped in lightning and dipped in a pool of ageless beauty. Do not assume anything when you look upon her lithe yet feminine frame. She is a powerhouse of energy and femininity, just waiting to explode onto a canvas of light, hue, and grace that challenges all shutter speeds to capture her elusive, timeless beauty. Little “P” is a giant among women and casts an indelible shadow of sensuality that may someday blot out the sun. Gaze upon her if you will, but wear shades.

Rock and Roll Nymph!

Look at her. She is beauty and majesty in one intoxicating breath of fresh air. She has endured much to remain so feminine and poised in her mature stage of life. Our “Rock and Roll Nymph” can morph into any form of womanhood she chooses. She is like day and night all at once. Graceful, sensual and wise are the simplest terms we use to describe her ancient beauty. Being a woman has become easy for her. She wears the disguise so well. Her face and body are a road map of her trials and tribulations, on this planet. We all know that there is more to her than we can perceive. However, we enjoy the pleasurable task of watching her reveal herself to our unsuspecting eyes.

The Matron asks, “Are you man enough?”?

I have arms to hold and caress you. My legs and thighs can engulf you like a boa constrictor, drawing you near enough to swallow you whole! I am a formidable woman with a proven track record of pleasing the men in my loving care. My lips can satisfy any desire you wish to task them with. They are well-versed in all forms of pleasure, pain, and oral communication. My breasts are not ample, but they are pleasing to the touch and have suckled a generation of offspring, who have become legends in their short lifetime. But the question remains. Are you man enough to love me? I am a woman of substance and means. I am the birth canal of a nation. I am “The Matron”!