People call me slut because I love hanging out around guys and sometimes I end up flirting with them. I’m quite offended by this to be honest. I love to flirt but that doesn’t mean I go around fucking all of them. The truth is I like flirting wit...

Want to gaze at the stars at night. There are so many of them twinkling for us. One day, I'd have sex on a starry night. By then, I'd be named "the woman whose smile can't be erased" or "the hot young lady who had a sizzling hot sex below the stars".

A bloke's natural smell just gets me randy. I steal their shirts and wear them to sleep with nothing else on. Starkers, just a shirt with their manly smell and I'll be set for the night. Sweatshirts are also a favorable alternative.

A caring lass with a fit body, that's how I would describe myself. I do get disappointed when blokes come my way thinking that I'm a slag, so I hope I don't get any sleazy messages. I want someone who can take care of my needs, stir my imagination to...

I grew up reading or listening to fairytales which may explain why I had high standards when I started dating blokes. These days I just want to have a dick in my sopping quim as much as I can. Not that I lowered my standards, more of being realistic.

As much as I want to join a threesome, I'm a selfish lass who wants a bloke all to myself. I'm not good at sharing and I do apologise for it in advance. I just rather have my partner's full attention and I will surely reciprocate it.