Whenever a lad hits up on me and asks me where I came from, I always tell them I came from a floating island in Gulliver's Travels. They laugh. Those little bastards don't know it's Laputa. Guess I'll have to change my address, whaddya think?

I'm a classy woman who loves herself and the people around her. She treats everyone well and is not impolite to strangers. I read all the time, and I enjoy TED talks. But when boredom creeps in, I go to a pub to have a sip of wine.

Playing the role of a naughty school girl is my ultimate kink. Especially if my partner is a bloke half my age, I always refer to them as my professor as a sign of respect. I even keep a few uniforms in my closet to use whenever I need to.

Handcuff me. Rip my pussy apart. Leave me wanting for more. I may look innocent, but a lass like me doesn't need special treatment. What I need are your tormenting kisses and your strong pounding inside my wet pussy.

I don't know why I have terrible luck when it comes to men. I always end up being with someone who can't even give me what I want. All I am asking for is a stud who can satisfy all my erotic desires and carnal pleasures. Is that too much to ask?

Not to brag, but I have a lot of men who will throw themselves on my feet to get my attention. I know that these guys only want to get inside my pants but I have no qualms about that. Actually, I like it when hot men express their desires to fuck me ...