I never knew how much sexier I would feel when wearing lingerie but as soon I bought my own pair-- I fell in love! Now I have a drawer full of skimpy laces, satin, and even a few leather ones. I also love a bloke who knows how to appreciate a good pa...

Nothing turns me on like the thoughts of getting covered in scratches, hickeys, bites, and waking up the next day aching all over. If I had those then that would have meant that the fucking session the night before was delicious as fuck.

Finding ways of incorporating food into fucking occupies my mind like no other. Once the thought of covering a young gent with chocolate and having the honour of licking them clean just titillates me to another level.

When I'm knackered at the end of the day, the best way to release tensions is to aggressively ride a dipstick. I'm not even kidding, despite me being middle-aged, I am still as horny as I was when I was in my 20's.

Going benders during the weekend has been a norm during my years in uni. I would always end up snogging a fine gent in the bathroom of the pub. If they're good at it, I would take them to my flat and shag their brains out. What I would give to get to...