Between loving and fucking, I would definitely choose fucking. Well, I really think that loving is only for those hopeless romantics out there. And on the other hand, fucking is for those uncontrollably wild and naughty ladies like me.

All I want is a man who can fuck me so hard that I won't be able to walk straight for a few days. It's been a while since my pussy experienced what it's like to be stretched out beyond recognition. If only there's a lad out there willing to fuck this...

Would be happy to be the tweeny in our roleplay. How would you pleasure me? I'll leave that up to your playful imagination. I reckon you have lots of them in your head right now. Would you let me know what they are, please?

Being the strict governess of misbehaving young gents is a fantasy I've been gagging to try out. All the ways I could punish them when they don't follow instructions down to the tee. Oh, how that makes my knickers soaked just imagining it.

Good provider. Nice Chap. Six-pack abs. Deal-breaker. These are things that blokes think we, lasses, are looking for, but to me they are all superficial. A panty peeler suits me just fine. What happens in my bed is more important than how someone loo...

People say that money can't buy happiness, but a shitload of money can get me a large pizza and a bottle of Domaine de la Romanee-Conti. If that doesn't make me happy, I don't know what will. Do you agree with me? You are free to challenge my opinion...