Beauty gets the attention, personality gets the heart. Which is why I'd rather chat with a lad about his life first before we get into the intimate talks. Nothing beats a guy who knows how to keep me on my toes with banter and with.

When I see luxury items my eyes are sparkling. I'm not a gold digger I just want to touch it. If someone can provide or give me any luxury item I promise that I can do whatever you want. If you're the one, please message me.

Many men are enchanted my by mesmerising eyes. I can hear them gasp as I pass by the street or when riding the tube. I can't blame them, can't I? But, I'm not the typical lass who shags with anyone without the getting to know part.

I grew up reading or listening to fairytales which may explain why I had high standards when I started dating blokes. These days I just want to have a dick in my sopping quim as much as I can. Not that I lowered my standards, more of being realistic.

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.

I have to admit that I don't mind shagging everywhere. If you're that kind of guy who is fond of fucking her lady in the back of the car, that won't be a problem. If you love to have sex in the shower, my strong legs would be happy.