I used to be the kind of lass who doesn't care even though she's single and alone. But as time flew, I realized that being single is actually so sad because I don't have someone to talk to, to touch, and of course, to fuck.

The lady who has the brass neck. That's what people usually call me and I guess that's because I do everything that I want no matter what and without being bothered about what other people will think about me. So, if I want to flash my titties in pub...

I've had a battery-operated boyfriend for the past 5 years and it does more good to me than my prick of an ex-husband if we're being honest. I'm still craving for a well hung lad though, nothing beats the elementary kind of fucking.

Nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes; we have flaws. But this is not a valid excuse for a man to talk dirty to a young lady he meets in the street. Having values, I look up to men who plays the role of a gentleman before showing their wild facade.

One look at me and you'll see that my luscious body is more than enough to satisfy your sexual cravings. My dirty mind is also perfect for you if you are interested in talking about sexual fantasies and other naughty stuff.

Worrying about tomorrow is not a habit of mine. Why would I think about what hasn't happened yet? I have the present moment I have to cherish. Today, I might even find the man who'll touch me and want me that he'll go deep inside me while pinning me ...