My head was spinning so badly I had to lie down on the couch. What had happened to me? What had I become? Or what was I all along without knowing? Bu... I didn’t want to think about any of it right now. I got up and shut off my phone and my laptop. I didn’t want phone calls, texts or emails. I had to hide somewhere, to get lost. And every time I moved I felt the butt plug. It was a constant reminder of last night. Was it also a portent of the future? I wanted to pull it out and smash it in a. I only knew that I hadn't bought it."No, there are no takers, not even at 250k. There are just too many renovation to turn the hotel into anything else," Wilson explained.Well it can be done, I'm sure of that. The managers of the trust are checking the dollars and sense for me now. It might be ours in a few days, if the price is right." I suggested."Do you really think you can turn it into long term rental suites and make a profit?" Wilson asked."It isn't about a profit. It's about maintaining. I said it’s almost done. She kept on saying something but all I saw was a gorgeous naked women in front of me. I came back to my senses when she pulled the magazine in front of me. She said that she had to meet the postman regarding a letter and I should’ve called her when he came. I replied that I didn’t want to disturb you while bathing and that’s why I took it on her behalf. She smiled and said it wasn’t anything urgent and she would meet him next time. For that all I replied was ” you look. I squirt. I can fuck all day and all night. I love pussy and tits and the feel that only a women can give. I have picked up guys at the food store and I have had random sex with other milfs. I have made 10am hookups through Craigslist and then meet another Craigslist hookup for lunch. Some days I crave cock and other days I want pussy. I love them both equally, and I have been this way college. I am not ashamed to say that I am slut. I am 38, sandy blonde hair, blue/green eyes. 57, 130ish.