I mainly dress for myself. I don't dress to impress. While I said that, I have no problem dressing up for someone special and to make him swoon over me. It's priceless when you see a man swoon with delight with how I look.

I grew up reading or listening to fairytales which may explain why I had high standards when I started dating blokes. These days I just want to have a dick in my sopping quim as much as I can. Not that I lowered my standards, more of being realistic.

I'm a young successful woman who is obsessed with getting off. My sensual mouth is hot as the lava that would slowly kiss her way from your lips down. My seductive mouth is so good that you'd be on fire after receiving my kisses.

The process of making a full English breakfast is therapeutic for me. It brings me joy like no other, I take my time and savour the flavours rather than eat like a rabid dog. I have always kept my poise unless it's behind closed bedroom doors.

On a cold weather, I drink to be sloshed. It's the best way to stay warm if a bloke is not beside me to keep me warm with his touch and hot kisses all over my body. If the weather is normal, I stay out in the garden to receive the fresh rays of m...

Lots of people ask me about my ideal lad and I don't know what to tell them. Because the truth is, I am okay with any lad who comes in my way. It will just be a bonus if he knows how to use his dangly-bits really well.