What I love about a bloke: a. His naughty mind thinking of me and of the things we can possibly do when we spend the night together. b. His eyes telling me he wants me so much. c. His hands that explores my soul.

What I hate the most is being yelled at. Whenever someone, especially when it's a lad, yells or screams at me, I instantly go spare. I get really mad and the only thing that can calm me down is a pint of dark chocolate ice cream.

Is your life all black and white? There's nothing wrong with that. You're mature enough to make your own decisions. I have another question though. Do you want some colour to your life? I might be the one you've been hoping to find. I'm the brightest...

Being a lot way older hasn't destroyed my confidence. Thanks to my bosomy feature. And I think you should know that my baps are still plump. Well, that's because I haven't allowed too many men to caress them when I was younger.

All I want is to fill my remaining nights on Earth with hardcore sex and rough pounding. I know that some people will think that I am out of mind because all I think about is sex even if I don't have that long to live. However, I prefer to spend the ...