Dogging is what I want to try soon. My past sexual affairs have always been private, and it makes me a little bored. I don't feel the excitement anymore. Maybe dogging could bring back the excitement I once had before. I miss that old self of mine.

It's really cool having a massage. To be honest, I love it so much that I go to a massage parlor every other day. If my body is not covered with oil, it's soaked in warm water with lavender oil and red roses' petals.

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.

A strong man attracts me. He walks confidently, and it seems that nothing can stop him from doing what he wants. That's my type. And I like to play a damsel in distress, a sexy one who'll turn him on.

I'm miffed if my teatime scone is not paired with clotted cream. I mean who would eat it if there's no cream. Also, you might find it weird, but I love it when it comes with smoothie. I don't drink tea often, so that explains it.

Stumbling upon little bars, clubs: that's me! My Saturdays are well spent in these places when I'm in the mood to have a cheeky pint or when my baps like to play around with good blokes who want to try it on me.