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 worship big feet. I tickle and lick them as if they are the food I've been craving to have. When they're fully wet, I want their toes to tickle my fanny for as long as they desire. They should make me gasp for air.

My friends say that I look better in tight jeans because it shows my curves while strangers I've met in pubs and coffee shops told me that I should wear skirt more often. They say my legs are my real assets.

My previous relationship was cut short because I caught my man making out with not only one girl, but twins! I can't believe my eyes when I saw him having fun with them. I want to show him that I am also a naughty girl who can fool around. I am sick ...

Human emotions are nothing but lust masking in different forms. That's what I believe. People should learn to accept the lust they have to live their life to the fullest. I am a woman of lust, and I am proud to be one. It would be great if I can find...

What my workmates like the most about me is that I grasp the nettle. When there are work-related problems, I do my best to solve it as soon as possible. Anyway, if you are having problems with your sex life, don't forget that I'm here!