I came to realise that what keeps me going in life is the fact that there are lots of wild men who hope to fuck me. Because of this realisation, I promise myself and all men that do exist that I'm going to let them have new experiences with me.

Being a busy gal has its ups and downs. Going after my goal and achieving them is great and all, but gives me less time to let my hair down. A lass like me needs to get rid of tension in an exciting and pleasurable way. I am open for suggestions.

I feel really satisfied if my partner sprinkles his load onto my face and my luscious knockers right after shagging. I'd be over the moon if he lets me swallow the remainder of his cum from his still semi-hard penis.

The kind of foreplay that has my toes curling is when my partner takes time to worship not just my cock, but as well as my baps. Sucking, nipping, and pulling on my nipples as I'm being stroked just makes me go barmy with need.

As I was organizing my closet, I found the very first love letter I received from a boy. It's already yellowing at the edges and a bit fragile but it brought a smile nonetheless. Now, I am looking for a bloke who could make me smile and take care of ...