In my mind, the dinner table can be used for more than just meals. It's the best place to layout my body to be devoured by a gentleman much younger than I am. He is welcomed to eat me out or make a serving of cream pie in my cunt.

Many men are enchanted my by mesmerising eyes. I can hear them gasp as I pass by the street or when riding the tube. I can't blame them, can't I? But, I'm not the typical lass who shags with anyone without the getting to know part.

My baps are still my best features after all these years, perky and sizable. They're also sensitive, which is why I love it when a bloke licks it up and playfully nibbles on my nips. Using their hands to grope my arse is a marvelous option too.

A wild lass who fancies showstoppers - blokes who have the superficial things that really matter in bed. A wild lass who wears her ravishing outfit paired with her sexy thong because she never knows where the day may take her.

Stroking a man's penis makes my fanny aroused, so I only agree to be with a man when we're in a private place. Otherwise, I might not be able to control myself from taking my clothes off to perform in the crowd.

Almost all of my closest friends are either engaged or married already. And then there's me who is still afraid of falling in love and being committed to one lad. With that, I don't plan on falling in love soon. Instead, I plan on finding someone who...