Most people who know me would say I'm caring and passionate. The last word only happens in bed. I'm a passionate kisser, and my kisses make something erect topped with oozing hot cream, and the best thing about it? It's scrummy, and it's free. Someti...

Being all by myself helps me think about my goals clearly. On the flip side, it has also kept me awake at night. When I'm wide awake, I have vivid images of me and another person kissing passionately on the kitchen countertop.

I reckon the remedy to a boring afternoon is to be shagged senseless by a fit bloke in front of a mirror, and I strongly agree. It gets me going when I see how a cock slides into my sopping cunt or being watched by the fine gent I'm with.

A cuppa and a good smutty novel is the best way to spend the afternoon. I let my imagination run as wild as it can while I still haven't found a young bloke to play with. When I do though, I'll make sure they're going to forget their name.

I don't expect much from old lads, but I do hope that they can at least provide me with the sexual satisfaction I need. It is hard to get young cock to fuck my old cunt. Despite that, I am still hopeful that a fit stud can notice my lust.

I am the kind of cougar who lunges at her prey at full speed. It doesn't matter to me if you have your guards up every time. I will find a chink on your armour and will strike you with no hesitation or whatsoever. Consider yourself warned.