Playing the piano has been my outlet when I feel lonely from not being watered. A simple tap of my fingers on the keys send me to a different state, making me forget my cravings for sex. This place is another outlet too. A good one.

A hopeless romantic but I also let my inner slag take over from time to time. Nothing like a shag to set the day right, don't you agree? When going out with the gals, it would be my goal to drag a bloke into a dodgy alley and snog him senseless befor...

I can make you forget all about the past partners you've ever had. When it comes to shagging, I could give you everything you want and more. If you want me to prove what I mean then leave me a message, I promise you're not going to be disappointed.

Cuffing a bloke to a chair and riding his cock for all it's worth is how I love to shag. None of those sweet and slow caresses, I want the hard fucking that would leave me aching for days on end. I want to hear throaty moans and raspy shouts.

I love to be undressed slowly. Taking their time with stripping each article of clothing off me. Leaving kisses as they go, gentle or rough caresses against my supple skin. I wouldn't even mind if they use their tongue against my flesh just to tease ...

I sometimes laugh at myself, for I never knew that I'd still have this hunger for sex now that I've reached my golden years. I'm proud of it though. I'm not sour. I'm not bitter. I'm hot. I'm wet. I can pleasure men in any way possible.