I've been to a strip club once and it pushed me to learn how to give a good lap dance. I've been at it for a while now and have received positive feedback from my instructors. All I need now is lacy lingerie and some knee-high boots.

A career-driven bloke who turns into my playtoy as soon as the necktie comes off, that's who I crave to be with. I guide them by taking control of their pleasure, it's their way of relieving tension and being free from other responsibilities.

Don't be surprised if I tell you that I have a nice long shower in the morning and at night. Not sure if you can call it an illness or whatever. I do it, for I want to stay clean. I don't want to bring any oil or dust to my sweet-smelling, clean matt...

There are times that I fancy a stroll in the park with just a trench coat on. Nothing else, just a coat and a pair of heels. I think I could get away with it, I mean why would a middle-aged woman like me be up to no good?

It's been years since I tried to pull a bloke, I'm quite rusty and I apologize for that. But I want to find a gent who'd love to show how desirable I still am and I'll show them pleasure like no other.

A dishy lad coming my way is already a blessing but getting the chance to shag and use his schlong like my favourite sex toy? Now that just sounds like heaven on earth! I haven't had a proper hard fuck in years and I'm not going to waste time sitting...