When we first met Margo Sullivan in the November ’09 issue (40Something #190), she said “If sex gets as worthy when I turn 50 as it did when I turned 40, I have a lot to look forward to.” Well, Margo, you’re 51 now, and what’s the verdict? “Ask your stud,” she said. “You know, that gracious, hung, black man I banged the last time I was in your studio. He shot a giant load of cum inside my snatch, so I’m guessing he enjoyed himself. I know I did.” At age 49, Margo was one of the horniest chicks we’d ever met. And this time at 51? “Honey, I am getting hornier and hornier.” Margo is a professional poker dealer, and she told that more than a few times, players have flirted with her when they should have been concentrating on their palm. “A few months ago, a fella sitting right next to me at a table mucked a royal flush because he could not stop watching me cross and uncross my legs,” she said. “He was more interested in whether I was wearing pants than his hand.” Did she end up fucking him? “I would’ve liked to, but it’s against the rules. But I going to tell you, my tips are very, very wonderful.” Margo enjoys boating and fishing. She likes a fellow with a fine smile and a fun personality. “Looks aren’t important to me,” she said. “What’s more important is what he’ll do to please me. How long he’ll spend eating my wet crack and whether he’s enough of a gentleman to keep from cumming until I’ve had my fill. He’ll know when that is.” Margo doesn’t have many unrealized fantasies, but she did tell us, “I fantasize about a guy cumming on my wahwahs. Of course, fellows do that all the time, and it always gets me off.” What doesn’t?
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