I am off my trolley most often than not. Others see me as a wild lady due to the crazy things I do. I can't deny that because it is true. Real men are the only ones capable of handling me. Patience, endurance, and strength are the three things you sh...

Being fucked hard is not enough. There should be lots of grinding here and there. I only stop when I'm ready for the knacker's yard or when I need to go on a pee break as I don't like pissing on my clean, soft bed.

Going out during the weekends has long left my system. When you're in your 50s, staying in would be the best way to spend it. I would often pull out my collection of smutty novels then proceed to let my imagination and hands run havoc.

What's romantic to me is dancing outside when there are tiny drizzles falling from the lovely sky. I'm not that kind of lass you have to take to fancy restaurants. I'm content having and experiencing simple yet wonderful things.

I would like to have a man who can fuck me like I am the prettiest woman alive. I don't need someone who can make me feel good and beautiful. All I want is someone who can rough me up and fuck my pussy until it becomes numb. Can you do that?

Being the strict governess of misbehaving young gents is a fantasy I've been gagging to try out. All the ways I could punish them when they don't follow instructions down to the tee. Oh, how that makes my knickers soaked just imagining it.