Hungry almost every minute. Nah. I'm not referring to the typical hunger that all people feel. The craving I'm talking about is quite different, but you surely would have guessed it by now if we have a strong appetite for the same thing.

Dreary weather is best spent inside, with a young bloke to occupy my time and keep the cold at bay. Sharing covers and letting hands roam freely, caressing warm skin before moving onto more pleasurable touches.

Role-play, gagging, spanking, bondage, and everything else in between is where I take the most pleasure from. I'm a switch, so I don't mind if I'll be the submissive or the mistress when we close the doors to the bedroom. I'll leave it to you to deci...

I either walk around my flat starkers or just an oversized flannel shirt. When I have to answer the door, I am not ashamed to just slip into my silk robe with nothing underneath. I quite like to tempt faith and see if one of those silly porn plots is...

Does anyone else have the fantasy of fucking against the window of a high-rise building or is it just me? I know it sounds barmy but it's thrilling for me to think about all the people passing by and not having any idea that I'm up there getting fuck...

Pasta vs. Pizza? I love them both, but I'd choose pasta. I like how smooth the pasta's texture is. It's like the texture of a penis, just a little bit softer. But when a penis is full of cum, it's as smooth as the pasta or the condensed milk.