Drinking on Saturdays. Shagging someone who's dishy. Fantasising while watching erotic videos. These are three activities that has been routinary. I'm happy with my choices. They make me full of beans all the time.

Thick thighs wrapped in leather thighs, now that would be a delicious sight to see indeed. Just thinking about it makes my cunt ache. Partner that with a suit jacket slightly long hair and I will surely fall to my knees just to suck that bloke's cock...

Reading about what a bloke want to do to me in bed is my kind of foreplay. Nothing beats the type who knows how to weave an incredible fantasy out of thin air. Making me ache and squirm in my chair as my cunt starts to soak my knickers.

I masturbate when I am happy. I also do the same thing when I am sad. As you can see, I always find a reason to touch myself. Playing with my pussy has become one of the most enjoyable activities in my life. However, things are starting to feel borin...

I keep a journal on my nightstand so that I can write down my dreams as soon as I wakeup to not forget them. Especially the naughty wet dreams, shagging without care. I hope I get to turn them into reality when I get the chance.

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...