She was certainly not a 'mercy-fuck'. She was one horny woman who didn't care, if a man was 40 or 65, as long as he was a nice guy and lusted for her,...and she didn't care much about handicaps either, as she was so used to being around handicapped people all her life.I had still one shock coming up. One summer Monday I was relaxing in the shade of our garden when Jytte came to the fence with two beers. "Hi, neighbour, time for a cold one?" Of course I invited her into the garden, and for a. Almost nothing else in between those two extremes. I’ve been told more than once that I look like the kind of woman who enjoys sucking a guy’s cock. Little do they know that I absolutely love it, the power it gives me is almost orgasmic. I am a shameless flirt, I admit it. But my standards are higher than you can imagine. I have an amazing attention to detail and I remember faces. A couple of Saturdays ago, an older man came into my store. We were busy and I was behind the checkout counter with. “And do you actually like the taste of his cock?” She asks, ever curious. “A lot of girls, you watch them and they don’t seem to like the taste – but you look like you love it...”Carol smiles. “Well ... It’s not that nice, but what it represents is amazing ... You’re sucking on a dog’s cock ... There’s nothing like that to get your heart started – it’s even better than the actual sex for just feeling dirty...”Melina seems to like that answer. She’s unzipping her trousers and peeling them over. True, she had experimented. There were the men who’d enjoyed her body when times were hard and the doctors’ bills most difficult to afford, but she knew for sure that she’d not really relished their affection as much as they apparently did. And, in any case, her scruples had never let her go beyond oral sex. She may have suffered financially as a result, but she had limits she’d set herself, however desperate she might have been. When she was young and not so sure of herself she’d even had sex.