My pink fuzzy handcuffs have been giving me inspiration lately and I am gagging to put them to good use. I have bought them after I divorced and have been waiting for a willing bloke to come around to use it on. But I think it's time to take matters ...

Chill nights with a cold pint and salty pretzels spells out the perfect way to unwind for me. Though if I think about it, a weekend spent in bed with a dishy lad and doing unspeakable delicious things is not a bad choice either.

Make me submit to you. Tell me what you want and punish me if I did not do a good job. Discipline me when I have the cheek to talk back. Fuck my sopping quim who's only use is to pleasure you. I want to be your pretty little pet.

Most blokes assume that I'm not the type who would agree to having my arsehole stuffed, but I am. I love getting spanked and groped while my hole is being spread open. I'd even suggest to have a vibrator clipped to my clit for maximum pleasure.

There's no need to waste our time trying to know each other. We both know why we are here, so let's skip the formalities and go straight down to business. Let us tease each other all day long, and see where it could possibly lead us.

A woman like me is hard to get. You will not sweep me off my feet by giving me compliments. I have heard enough praises in my decades of living. I would like to have a man who can be brutally honest with me. I am so sick and done of goody-good shoe l...