I miss licking someone's penis. I wish I could drag anyone into my flat, but I'm not that desperate. I'm a woman with needs, but I know my limits. I'm not the kind waits for a bloke to flirt with me with his eyes or messages before I do the same.

My crush is Tom Brady. He's real, and he seems to be wild in bed. I can see that through my eyes. But I know I can't have sex with the real Brady, so I'm looking for someone like him in any way who can make something moist.

I love nature. I consider that as a fetish. And because of that I’m looking for lads who love nature as much as I do. Someone who admires the beauty that this Earth holds. And I am hoping that you also consider me as one of this nature’s beauty. ...

I'm fond of all kinds of milk. With all the snacks I have in my fridge and in the kitchen, I can consume the can of milk I've just bought together with those treats. That's not all, if it's my cup-of-tea, my sensual mouth would want to have it all.

My favourite gesture is when a lad kisses me behind the lugholes. It is bleedin' intimate and cute. Makes a bint have butterflies in her stomach. I just want a man who will do that to me and more. All I have at the moment is my hotdog pillow.

I can't settle with one kind of sex every time a man fucks me. I don't think it's worthwhile being dribbled when it's the same kind of technique. A variety is necessary to keep the flame burning for years to come.