A-Slim, I get your concern. Most of us older guys have 60 year old wives that look like they are in their seventies and perform like they are already in their grave. I also have a daughter in her 20's so there is another subconscious trigger that might be hitting my preference toward mature woman.
I personally was on a bucket list quest to see all of the legendary AMP providers from Spa Hunters and Sue was on the list. This legendary status did not occur over a one or two year period, it was going on for over a decade. The pictures posted on line never did anything for me but curiosity got the best of me and I made the trip.
I visited her about 10PM on a Friday night, which is in itself a major fo pah.
She answers the door and I am looking at the legend. She looks me over and asks if I want a younger women and I say very politely that you look ten years younger than me. She says she is eighty five so I smile and say wow, I am 95.
The woman is old, but she exudes sex appeal and was absolutely amazing from her english, her personality, her sense of humor, her ability to just comfortably slip into your arms. The session started off slow and comfortable before I told her I was a bit dirty and needed a table shower. She said she doesn't mind dirty, but would give me a shower to see how dirty I truly was. Epic is the appropriate description for this experience. All acronyms were hit from the back to the front and it had to be a half hour event. I was totally satisfied so when we got back to the room, I told her to lay down and relax while I gave her a massage. I can give a decent massage which she enjoyed thoroughly and toward the one hour mark, I am getting excited again and she is encouraging me to go for broke. All the acronyms are run thru a second time and I am still going strong, but had the feeling I could go another hour and time was up. She did not mind at all and at the end of that second session pulled out the amazing simultaneous throat/PM finish that had me quivering for five minutes. I am spent and she actually starts massaging me. I laid there enjoying a massage, talking and wondering how am I going to drive home being drunk from a natural testosterone shot. I am walking out of that place 2 hours later, climbed all the way down the stares and half way to the car before I realized I never gave her money and she never asked. At this point, I am really in a quandary because I really want to pay this women but I don't know if I can climb those stairs on Samson St after that session. I drag my butt back and she answers the door again. We both smile and she asks if I want another session. I apologized for walking out without paying her and gave her a decent tip, which I thought was very low considering I just had a 2 hr session. She says wait until she gets change at that point I said no change to her while thinking no f____ing wonder guys have been running to her for all these years.
I visited her on Sunday morning until Grey burnt down a few months later and I have not seen her since.
If she lands in the area, I would like to see her again.