Just retrieved my freedom from a shitty relationship. It took me eight long years to understand that I have been misusing my precious time on the wrong man, and now I want to mend all the wasted time.

I taste like honey that gives men forever joy once their demanding lips touch me. I have fresh, sweet scent waiting to be savored by a gent. Through my natural sugary flavor, a man is sure to walk on air after having me.

I'm fond of shopping clothes and sets of make up even if I don't need them. There's pure joy in collecting what you love. I'm an outgoing person who can't stay in her flat for too long, so she goes to shopping centres for what she needs.

Turning my long list of fantasies into reality has taken me years and years but I am slowly ticking each one off. Would anyone fancy to help an old lady out? I promise to make sure to reward you handsomely.

A lad who wants to be should know that the only way to my heart is through my stomach. If you want to have a connection with me, make sure that you’re good at either baking or cooking. But you should be the best under the sheets.

My gut whispers that I would one day find someone who's randy as I am. Someone who's prepared as ever for an exhilarating affair I won't find elsewhere. If we're a good match, say hi, so I can reply back.