Cuffing a bloke to a chair and riding his cock for all it's worth is how I love to shag. None of those sweet and slow caresses, I want the hard fucking that would leave me aching for days on end. I want to hear throaty moans and raspy shouts.

I'm not sure if I am a submissive gal or prefer to dominate a man. I have to say that it sorely depends on how randy I am and what I want to do. There are days that I just want to be used like their personal pleasure hole. While some I would love to ...

Sloppy blowjobs and choking on cocks bring me a different kind of high. I ask the blokes I'm with to tell me how they want to get sucked or if they'd rather fuck my throat and make me drink down every last drop of their cum.

Sex over expensive chocolates. I can order chocolates on my own, but I can't buy great sex. Penis over dildoes. Any size is perfect. Dildoes aren't real, so they don't satisfy me as much as hard cocks.

Being fucked hard is not enough. There should be lots of grinding here and there. I only stop when I'm ready for the knacker's yard or when I need to go on a pee break as I don't like pissing on my clean, soft bed.

What's romantic to me is dancing outside when there are tiny drizzles falling from the lovely sky. I'm not that kind of lass you have to take to fancy restaurants. I'm content having and experiencing simple yet wonderful things.