10-25-2019, 08:06 PM
The love of my life was a Goddess.
You would smell her perfume before she entered, then her boobs would turn the corner well before she did. She was both a combination of sexy and fun. She was not stupid and had a cute smirk.
No one had a bad word to say of her and she was confident and happy in her own skin.
She never made a fool out of herself. She was never viscious or cruel.
She also had a bit of an exotic thing going. She was Egyptian but looked like she could have been Greek or Macedonian.
I don't kid myself. Middleaged would have likely had her gain a lot of weight, she probably has more than a couple of wrinkles, gravity would have played Hell with her breasts and life would have probably knocked some edges off her youthful demeanour and fun.
I would still desire her because she is and would still be a Goddess
You would smell her perfume before she entered, then her boobs would turn the corner well before she did. She was both a combination of sexy and fun. She was not stupid and had a cute smirk.
No one had a bad word to say of her and she was confident and happy in her own skin.
She never made a fool out of herself. She was never viscious or cruel.
She also had a bit of an exotic thing going. She was Egyptian but looked like she could have been Greek or Macedonian.
I don't kid myself. Middleaged would have likely had her gain a lot of weight, she probably has more than a couple of wrinkles, gravity would have played Hell with her breasts and life would have probably knocked some edges off her youthful demeanour and fun.
I would still desire her because she is and would still be a Goddess