Sallyy
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- Gender Female
- Age 58
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About Me
🍆💦 58 N STILL SOAKIN' THROUGH MY KNICKERS – COME GET DROWNED, CUNT 🩸
g’day ya dirty cunt
it’s me. Sally. fifty‑eight. yeah read it twice – 5‑8.😘
wrinkles? yep. saggy tits? they hang low like two old socks. gut? soft as a busted couch.
an guess what? my cunt still drools like a fuckin’ tap left open on a hot day. so shut it.
u think cos i’m old i’m dry? BULLSHIT.
i’m soakin’ through my knickers just typin’ this. so jus IMAGINE what happens when i got some horny bastard facin’ me down.
🗞️ THE AUSPOST POSTIE STORY (yeah listen up cunt) 🥵📬
so last week – Tuesday arvo – i’m wearin’ a tiny robe thing. nothin’ under. nothin’. knock on the door. it’s the postie. big fuckin’ thighs, sweat on his neck, holdin’ a lil scanner an a box. goes “miss, need a signature.”
i go “come in then – parcel might be heavy 😏”
he steps inside. i bend over the table to “find a pen” – robe rides up. my whole old hairy slit just… hangin’ out. he sees it. drops the scanner. fuckin’ thing cracks on the floor.
he says “you serious?” voice all shaky. i jus turn round, drop the robe, an go “sign for it here, postie.”
next thing – he shoves me face down on the couch. didn’t even take his uniform off – jus unzips. raw. no rubber, no talkin’. shoves his cock in my old wet hole like he’s deliverin’ express post. i’m bitin’ the cushion. he’s gruntin’ “where u want it” – i scream “inside u dumb cunt, CREAMPIEE me good!!”
he pumps so fuckin deep i feel his balls slappin’ my clit. then he pulls out halfway – jizzes all over my lower back an calls it “failed delivery” – i laughed so hard i farted. still signed for the parcel. best fuckin’ delivery all year. 📮💦
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WHAT I DO:
RAW as fuck.
NAT – no fake shit.
no cond0m, no “let’s be safe” – i’m 58 mate my oven’s been cold for YEARS. pump it in. creampiie me. watch it dribble down my old wrinkly thigh. that’s my breakfast.
i don’t do gentle. i don’t do “sorry miss sally”. u pull my grey roots. slap my flabby arse. call me a dirty old slag. i’ll moan like a fuckin' tractor.
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⚠️ RULES (cos even sluts got boundaries):
✅ cash or PAYID (INSTANT ONLY – not pending, not “babe it’s comin” – if it says delayed or pending u can turn around an walk. my pussy ain’t a layby.)
❌ no anal – not happenin. don’t ask.
❌ don’t fuckin call me. text.
text me like a good boy. i’ll reply when i’m not busy gettin’ stuffed by some other bastard. might be 5min. might be 5hrs. that’s the gamble 😘
———
💰 PAYMENT AGAIN FOR THE BRAINDEAD:
CASH 💵 or PAYID (INSTANT ONLY – if it ain’t green in my hand or instantly in my account, fuck off)
———
last thing – i used to clean old men’s houses for $25/hr. now? i want u to come over, rip my undies off, an fill my saggy old cunt till i gotta walk funny for two days.
u don’t like my wrinkles? my stretch marks? my gut?
cool. fuck off then. door’s right there.
still readin’? good.
text me. i dare ya.
— Sally 🩸👵💦
it’s me. Sally. fifty‑eight. yeah read it twice – 5‑8.😘
wrinkles? yep. saggy tits? they hang low like two old socks. gut? soft as a busted couch.
an guess what? my cunt still drools like a fuckin’ tap left open on a hot day. so shut it.
u think cos i’m old i’m dry? BULLSHIT.
i’m soakin’ through my knickers just typin’ this. so jus IMAGINE what happens when i got some horny bastard facin’ me down.
🗞️ THE AUSPOST POSTIE STORY (yeah listen up cunt) 🥵📬
so last week – Tuesday arvo – i’m wearin’ a tiny robe thing. nothin’ under. nothin’. knock on the door. it’s the postie. big fuckin’ thighs, sweat on his neck, holdin’ a lil scanner an a box. goes “miss, need a signature.”
i go “come in then – parcel might be heavy 😏”
he steps inside. i bend over the table to “find a pen” – robe rides up. my whole old hairy slit just… hangin’ out. he sees it. drops the scanner. fuckin’ thing cracks on the floor.
he says “you serious?” voice all shaky. i jus turn round, drop the robe, an go “sign for it here, postie.”
next thing – he shoves me face down on the couch. didn’t even take his uniform off – jus unzips. raw. no rubber, no talkin’. shoves his cock in my old wet hole like he’s deliverin’ express post. i’m bitin’ the cushion. he’s gruntin’ “where u want it” – i scream “inside u dumb cunt, CREAMPIEE me good!!”
he pumps so fuckin deep i feel his balls slappin’ my clit. then he pulls out halfway – jizzes all over my lower back an calls it “failed delivery” – i laughed so hard i farted. still signed for the parcel. best fuckin’ delivery all year. 📮💦
———
WHAT I DO:
RAW as fuck.
NAT – no fake shit.
no cond0m, no “let’s be safe” – i’m 58 mate my oven’s been cold for YEARS. pump it in. creampiie me. watch it dribble down my old wrinkly thigh. that’s my breakfast.
i don’t do gentle. i don’t do “sorry miss sally”. u pull my grey roots. slap my flabby arse. call me a dirty old slag. i’ll moan like a fuckin' tractor.
———
⚠️ RULES (cos even sluts got boundaries):
✅ cash or PAYID (INSTANT ONLY – not pending, not “babe it’s comin” – if it says delayed or pending u can turn around an walk. my pussy ain’t a layby.)
❌ no anal – not happenin. don’t ask.
❌ don’t fuckin call me. text.
text me like a good boy. i’ll reply when i’m not busy gettin’ stuffed by some other bastard. might be 5min. might be 5hrs. that’s the gamble 😘
———
💰 PAYMENT AGAIN FOR THE BRAINDEAD:
CASH 💵 or PAYID (INSTANT ONLY – if it ain’t green in my hand or instantly in my account, fuck off)
———
last thing – i used to clean old men’s houses for $25/hr. now? i want u to come over, rip my undies off, an fill my saggy old cunt till i gotta walk funny for two days.
u don’t like my wrinkles? my stretch marks? my gut?
cool. fuck off then. door’s right there.
still readin’? good.
text me. i dare ya.
— Sally 🩸👵💦
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