The age of my female partner little matters. What does is the combination, much more frequent than conventional wisdom would have us believe, of her being a highly successful professional and of an equally highly sensuous female lurking underneath all that polish. What I see, in my mind's eye, when I think about the most desirable features in such an encounter, is a first half of our first meeting when we enjoy chatting in the most civilized manner about this and that: her job, my job, art exhibitions, books we have enjoyed reading, the music we like, our partners, . . . In so doing, we are wearing all our clothes, well-cut, non suggestive, and we are enjoying sharing a meal together, together with a nice bottle of wine or two. When we go upstairs--and it might be my place, her place, or an hotel room--after using the bathroom for a quick wash, we shed our clothes: I then discover an unbelievably slutty and animal female, with a very hairy pussy, beautiful breasts, a born kisser, very oral, intent on prolonged foreplay, displaying proudly her ass to me and inviting anal exploration, very vocal in enjoyment and eager for more caresses, more stroking and yet more licking. I do not need to go on: I despair meeting such an individual. Prove me wrong!