I want a pervert bloke; someone who's not shy to confess his feelings. I'd be happy if he's not afraid to kiss me in public or when he's there to hold my hand and hug me from behind when I'm unsure of myself.

One thing I hate the most is kink-shaming. I mean, all people are unique, and each one of us is free to express his or her sexual desires without being worried about being branded as an outcast or weird. There's nothing wrong with being sexually attr...

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.

I am an enthusiast for collecting knickknacks over the years, especially ones that I could use in the bedroom during a gloomy day. The thicker ones fill me up better while the longer ones reach places I never would have imagined.

I'm not fond of tea-- I know, it's a crime, but I prefer coffee. It gives me the kick I need to start the day, especially when I started my working career fresh out of uni. I also like my men like how I like my coffee, dark and deep. It doesn't hurt ...

I don't have gag reflex, I don't know if that's a talent but my throat getting fucked is not an issue. I can still go down on my knees and give a lad a good time. They might have to help me up though, aging kneecaps and all.