Mesmerize me with your poetic words. If you have a way with words, you can definitely make me shudder. Even without actually putting your knob into my fanny, your words can release the wetness that's been stored in my pussy for a long time.

Sex over expensive chocolates. I can order chocolates on my own, but I can't buy great sex. Penis over dildoes. Any size is perfect. Dildoes aren't real, so they don't satisfy me as much as hard cocks.

Make me cum multiple times, and I will fuck you like it is the last thing I'll do in life. I would do everything to have a lad who can make my pussy dripping wet. He should know how to make me cum with his tongue and fingers because I never skip fore...

If I could go back to my past and fix what's broken, I wouldn't want to do it. Never. I'm happy for who I've become. I have bewildering sexual experiences that I wouldn't trade with anything. It's what makes me.

Chilling would mean smutty films and a cheap yet good quality bottle of red wine. When I get tired of watching, I'd turn to playing with my kitty because I know I'm going to be randy as hell. My fingers slip in easily.

Always teased for being the lass that has a stick up their arse, I can painfully admit that I am a prude. What I seek is a man who could show me the kind of fun that I'm missing out on, figuratively remove said stick and replace it with something mor...