This maybe an overstatement, but I forget my name when a lad pulls my hair while grinding inside me. Some men are afraid of going overboard because they think that every woman is the same. The thing is I'm not every woman.

Eating fish and chips by the sea is a great way to spend the afternoon, but not as much as having a young lad pound into me like his life depended on it. Yes, I may not be young anymore but I'm not so old either.

I reckon that most blokes aren't vocal when it comes to shagging. Now I wonder what it would take to have them moaning and whimpering into my ears. I'm sure I can figure some things out eventhough I haven't shagged a proper gent in years.

I can't help but fall for someone who hugs me from behind while I'm cooking brunch or dinner or preparing food. A simple hug around my waist makes my heart melt and sends me to seventh heaven. You'll literally see my eyes glow.

They say I have a dirty mind and I beg to disagree. The truth is, I have a sexy imagination. I know it sounds like total rubbish, but I know a hundred and one way to make you scream my name. Do you want to try?

It's not nice to ask a woman about her age, nothing to be ashamed of but still rather rude. I tend to bat my eyes and tell them to just guess, they'd mostly be wrong but it really doesn't matter. We'd end up in bed with my thighs wrapped around his h...