Whenever a lad hits up on me and asks me where I came from, I always tell them I came from a floating island in Gulliver's Travels. They laugh. Those little bastards don't know it's Laputa. Guess I'll have to change my address, whaddya think?

Between loving and fucking, I would definitely choose fucking. Well, I really think that loving is only for those hopeless romantics out there. And on the other hand, fucking is for those uncontrollably wild and naughty ladies like me.

I'm petite but you have no idea how many rounds I can take in a night. Usually, I keep on going until my body collapses. Other times, 10 to 15 is enough. Most of the time, it depends on the kind of sex - BDSM, rough sex, or intimate sex.

I am looking for a man who will listen to all my complaints while his busy licking my cunt. I hope it's not too much to ask. I would be grateful if a guy like that exists. If there's no one like that, I am willing to compromise with someone who can l...

Getting blokes to do what I want is not an issue. I'm dominant in bed, always have been and always will be. When I see lads follow my orders to the tee, I make sure to reward them with a sloppy jobby until they cum or beg to get fucked.

Ending a fight with quick yet hard fucking. Some might say that it's not a good solution to arguments but I say "bugger off" to those people. Taking your adrenaline out on a willing body is the best way to release the tension that built up.