I imagined myself being placed on top of the kitchen counter, with my legs spread as wide as it can while a dashing lad is fucking me like his life depended on it. Now that is the ultimate dream of a lady like me who missed the opportunity during her...

At times I feel like my sex drive got worse as the years went by, I do not feel satisfied anymore when I wank on my own. Maybe reading naughty messages by fit blokes would be the solution to my predicament.

Rip my clothes apart and let me experience how rough you can be. I don't like weak men who let their women do all the work. I prefer to have someone strong and tough. A raging stallion that can make me scream in pleasure and shiver in delight. I hope...

So many men these days claim to be a full box of chocolates, but when's it's time to open the box, you will see nothing but chewy candy. I guess it's my mind's way of telling me that I deserve the sweetest and the best.

I drool if I see a fine man's bollocks. The next thing that I do, I lick those bollocks like a hungry hot beast. It's lovely to hear a guy groan out of pleasure. Hearing a guy moan makes me soaking wet.

I have a kink for lads who have long necks and a prominent Adam's apple. It makes me ache to leave marks and kiss them all over in that particular area. Hearing them moan against my ear while they pull me closer is a divine experience.