Going benders during the weekend has been a norm during my years in uni. I would always end up snogging a fine gent in the bathroom of the pub. If they're good at it, I would take them to my flat and shag their brains out. What I would give to get to...

When I was younger, my cunt have been ripped apart by savage men. I miss those days. I miss being harrassed while in public. I miss their filthy whispers. I wish I could experience it one last time before my bones become weak.

A good old chinwag is what I'm here for. I'm a jolly person, and one thing that makes me in bliss is a proper chinwag with a nice lad. I love it when spices that contain naughtiness is mixed with our casual conversation.

Playing tennis was a way for me to release tension for years. Nowadays, I am often disappointed that it doesn't give me the same thrill anymore. Maybe fucking a dipstick would make me feel better, maybe those of the younger variety will do.

Making a lady like me pleased is easy peasy. You just have to show me how hungry you are for me and how much you want to taste me. And I suggest that you do that by talking to me in a very dirty and slutty way.

I'm so flexible. This means we can try different sex positions even the most difficult ones. I've been doing yoga for a long time, so you need not worry about hurting me. Being afraid of me experiencing pain will turn me off.