When I was younger, I used to believe in fairytales and happy endings wherein I get to find a guy who can be my prince charming. But as time passed by and as I grew older, I learned that fairytales are full of bullshit. If you think the same way as m...

Mimosas in the morning is a blessing in disguise, I have to tell you I would bathe myself in it if I can. What would sound more inviting is having someone lick the drink off of my busty knockers after I "spilled" it down my cleavage.

My sexual experiences have been rather tamed through the years. I'm aching for a bloke that would use me like his fuck toy but also knows how to reward me for being a good submissive. I may not have a model's physique anymore but I quite love how I'm...

Bless my late husband's soul, but he was never the best when it comes to shagging. I always had to finish myself off after he starts to doze off. We had quite the age gap that is why I'm not bothered if a fit young lad chats me up. I still have a lot...

I have my nails painted with red. What more is I don't cut them so often; I sharpen them instead. Just in case, someone comes along, I'll be ready for an "animalistic" attack. It's been my dream to one day put my special mark on someone to show my gr...