At the core of who I am, I am totally against 44 year old women, at least as sexual objects….or as a concept….
I feel like sex appeal ends at 30…so throw them into marriage and kids and all that other horrible shit…
But in practice, the whole recently divorced, just want to slut out with no commitment, because they have been burned, and realize how shitty the “lie” they’ve been told all their lives is…can be hot…
The having kids and a job, means no time to annoy the fuck out of any dude they are dating, because they did all that and it worked out horrible, so now they just want to fuck….
Not to mention their years of experience in a fucking maariage means that they have either explored to keep things exciting, or fantasized to keep things exciting when they masturbating, so they enter an affair with open mind and body…
The unfortunate thing is that open body is sometimes too open, because the ease of entry of most household objects thanks to child birth, but if you get a good one, she does kegels, got her pussy sewed up after the kid, and hasn’t fucked forever thanks to marriage…
Sure they are still in their 40s and their pussies may smell like an old folks home from the stagnant air no matter how many pairs of their daughters Lululemon pants their squeeze into.. and no matter how good they look in them….they are still old as fuck…
But every once in a while, a top model like Helena Christensen, one of the OG Victoria’s Secret model comes along and reminds me that the only 44 year old women I really hate is the one I married….
Here are some pics of her topless for Madame Figaro…