So many men these days claim to be a full box of chocolates, but when's it's time to open the box, you will see nothing but chewy candy. I guess it's my mind's way of telling me that I deserve the sweetest and the best.

I'm a smart young lass who's gagging for an awesome shagging that lasts for two days straight. I was brought up to win medals and trophies, which can be stressful sometimes. So having a shag is the only thing that refreshes me.

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.

"Some people are curious about the kind of man I want to settle down with someday. So to end their curiosity, I'm going to state here the qualities of the bloke I want to marry. 1. He must have a stable job. 2. He shouldn't allow me to be hungry. ...

I have come to the conclusion that the best way to give a blowjob is to ask the bloke how he likes it. Though there are some who don't quite know how to ask for things. Which is why I base what they fancy on how much they moan and writhe.

How am I supposed to live without a bloke in my life? Well, I can, except for the days when I feel randy, but there's no warm-blooded attractive creature near me to send me to the end of the rainbow where there's a pot of gold. Do you ask the sam...