"Can't live with a man but can't live without them" or so the saying goes. I've been with my fair share of blokes, different personalities, walks of life, and preferences, but made sure to find their sweet spot and made them spill in my quim.

Not to brag, but my irresistible beauty has captivated the hearts of kings and barbarians. These men have ravaged me when I was out in the wilderness, for I love hiking in the mountains at noon. It's hitting two birds in one stone.

I may be way past the peak of my beauty, but I still have a lot to offer. My body is not that weak as it may look. I can still withstand a rough night filled with sensual sucking and fucking. Too bad, I have no one to spend that kind of night with.

Nipple clamps, riding crops, whips, cuffs, the whole works, I want that kind of fucking. Something that would leave my thighs aching from being spread the whole night. I want the pleasure to mix in with the pain.

"Some people are curious about the kind of man I want to settle down with someday. So to end their curiosity, I'm going to state here the qualities of the bloke I want to marry. 1. He must have a stable job. 2. He shouldn't allow me to be hungry. ...

I could be wrong, but there's a 50-50 chance that I'll find the man of my dreams if there are a lot of men in the world. If you think and feel that we have a connection, wouldn't it be nice to send me a message to let me know you've found me?