I pour my heart and soul into everything I do, no half-arsing anything. I tend to get annoyed if I do not get the result I want, I would redo it until I am satisfied. I do submit to pleasure though, being ravished until I'm aching for release.

A gent's head in between my thighs is a sight to be seen. I show my appreciation when they are enthusiastic and let them choose between getting to fuck my sizable knockers or a blowjob that would leave them dizzy. Most boys would end up dumbfounded a...

I strongly desire to meet a lad who'll overpower me day and night. Someone who's strong enough that even if I push him or struggle against him, he will use all his might to enter me savagely and torture me with his big penis.

I have my own life. I'm used to doing things on my own. Somehow, the reality hit me. From time to time, I desire to be dribbled, to be thrown to the couch, and to be pounded by a savage attractive man.

My biggest pet peeves about men: * Their obsession with action films. I exist too. You might want to watch romantic films with me at least once. * Talking about their self too much. * Being rude to the restaurant staff.

I admire movies have a sex scene. I'm very excited if the movie has erotic sex. One thing I want when I'm watching movies, I want to guess what happens in the next scenes and try to analyze if the scene happens to me what I'm supposed to do.