All my hope is in sex. Yesterday's gone. Today is the present. Yet what my soul says won't change: my hope is in sex and will always be. To be sprinkled with cum and to be fucked hard are irreplaceable.

What I like to do the most is spending some time in the watering hole together with my mates and making sure that I get all the hard drinks that I want until I get tipsy but not up to the point that I am as drunk as a lord.

As what you've already predicted, I have a lot of naughty thoughts that haunt me in my sleep. Wet dreams disturb me in the wee hours of the night and my fanny releases wet jelly waiting to be tasted by a soft mouth.

I'm not here to find someone who I can have serious and romantic relationships with. I am also not here to find a lad who I can marry. Instead, I am here to find someone who can call time to the dry spell that my pussy is experiencing now.

I watch makeup tutorials on YouTube. It's not that I love putting makeup on my face. The reason is I want to look more beautiful if I'm chatting with men. Actually, I don't need to apply make up as many people say. My sexy dress is enough to make men...

I've been dreaming about a hard knob in my mouth for three consecutive nights already. And I can't seem to shake off the thought of a bloke fucking me from behind. Is this a sign that I should shag with a nice bloke already?