"There were nights when the wind was so cold." "There were days when the sun was so cruel." But... "There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light." Life's like that. Trying to achieve the latter now, but I need a partner.

I love sitting my arse down on a plush loveseat that I conveniently placed near the fireplace. I would grab a cuppa or a glass of wine and watch the flames dance around or read a smutty book. I did place a shag rug there whose purpose is as its name ...

It doesn't show on my face, but I'm playful and so my fingers. They experience real joy when they make small circles around the tip of a man's huge penis. They're good at stimulating a man until he cums.

A lover of cats. I'm really amused, especially when a cat yawns and stretches. It's an adoring sight I only see from my loving pets. The only thing that I don't appreciate much from them is their being overly clingy.

The thought of a bloke coming up behind me and making me bend over so they could rub their stiffy against my arse makes me moan out loud. I won't even mind it either if they flip up my skirt and start fingering me until I cum.

A good smut is always the best way to get my knickers wet. Thinking about what if what I'm reading would happen to me. What if a fit lad walks into my bedroom door and asks me if he can have his way with me, to become the mistress he wants to please ...