Love is like the stairs. It has so many levels. You have to go through so many steps before you learn what real love is. While love is as sweet as honey, I wouldn't dare tread on it. All I'm after is unforgettable sex.

I have a few leather corsets that I've been gagging to use but never found the occasion to do so. Maybe in the bedroom with a bloke tied up and blindfolded on my bed. That would be a pretty sight to see indeed.

A whore in the sheets but a lady on the streets. Seeing the expressions of blokes when I give them a sneak peek of what's under (or what I'm not wearing under) my skirt is just priceless. The way lust takes over after the surprise is just delightful ...

Driven and independent, but seeking for a bloke to take care of my intimate needs. I hope that's not too much to ask for, I'm just tired of having to satisfy myself all the fucking time. If I do get the chance to bed a bloke again, I'll make sure to ...

I am seeking a young lad to spoil with affection and pleasure. I aged like fine wine and am ready to make men drunk with the need to shag me as hard as they can. To have cocks ache with just my words and whimpers before I deem them worthy of my atten...

Spotting a man in uniform, even if it's just pretending, makes me randy on another level. Maybe all gals have had the wet dreams of making a dignified gent to fall onto his knees. Or maybe that's just me.