A submissive lass. It only means one thing... A bloke I'm with can do whatever he wishes to do with me since the ball is in his court. As a lass finding immense happiness in being dominated, I only move when I receive orders.

Some say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I beg to disagree, honey. Man shall not live by bread alone. There should be nights full of naughtiness. After all, we all need to fill an empty void through sexual pleasures.

Plays loud music at home. I dance to the rhythm when I'm on the mood. Bakes cake. Chocolate and vanilla are my specialties Shagging in the dark. Lights off please. Wears tight trousers. Want to show off my luscious derrière

I'm not a deity nor a queen. I have no superpowers nor a golden crown with precious, rare diamonds. What I can only offer is my too horny pussy with oozing sweet juices and my nipples that get hard with just one touch.

Young, buxom, and full of life. I fancy living life on the edge but also staying on top of my academic responsibilities. It tends to be stressful which is why I never say no to my gals who are aching for a pint and some dancing.

Treat me like I am young again, and fuck me like you don't give a damn about my body. I miss the days when men go after me everywhere I went. I feel like I might need to beg to be fucked nowadays because only a handful of men knows the real pleasure ...