I like somebody who can look after me, obviously they’d have to be hot though. I like fake tits, botox, lip fillers & stuff like that.
At the age of 43 or 44 or whatever I am I don't think I could face someone under 30 and that's pushing it, more like 35. I'd have an irresistible urge to pat them on the head and offer them grandfatherly advice.
Nothing to do with maturity or not, much more to do with different stages of life which can't be manouevred around. Can't really see the point in investing time in someone when what seems barely noticeable now becomes a full on burden when I'm keeping my prostate in a glass by the bed. I'd rather rot at a similar pace to my piece of meat.