I am usually not the kind of lass who actively seeks and pursues a lad because I still believe in faith and destiny. And I know one day, the right man will walk into my life in the most unexpected way at the moment I least expect him to.

Certainty. Confidence. Conviction. Before doing something, I think about it a million times. By the time I do it, I'm convinced of it. I don't have self-doubt within me nor does the idea of having one crosses my mind. This both applies to sex and bus...

"All fur coat and no knickers", now I would love to take on literally. I have the physique to pull it off, curvy and buxom despite already at the age I am in. I still have the insatiable urge to ride any man that comes my way.

I don't go to pubs on the weekends. I've received enough alcohol to keep me going, so I'll never be in nice places to have a drink. If I go out, that's because my appetite for food is nudging me to try new dishes in restaurants nearby.

I am fond of experimenting in the bedroom, figuring out what would make my partners moan deep and what would push them to the edge. My age has taught me that a lot of men like to be praised yet love getting punished too.

When faced with a fit lad, my heart just does a double time! Not just that, but even my cunt starts aching and throbbing in the most delicious ways. What I would give to shag a man that would show me just what I've been missing!