Tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, wearing red lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination. I paint a pretty picture, don't I? Now imagine me rubbing my legs together and begging for your cock, does that peak your interest, luv?

I want to bring back the youthful glow I had when I was shagging just about any bloke that come my way. I want to feel like my skin is on fire and only having another being against it would satisfy the burn.

I never knew how much sexier I would feel when wearing lingerie but as soon I bought my own pair-- I fell in love! Now I have a drawer full of skimpy laces, satin, and even a few leather ones. I also love a bloke who knows how to appreciate a good pa...

Playing the piano has been my outlet when I feel lonely from not being watered. A simple tap of my fingers on the keys send me to a different state, making me forget my cravings for sex. This place is another outlet too. A good one.

I would love to have hands other than mine to touch my naughty bits and make me ache with need. It's difficult to feel desirable, especially at my age, but I am not giving up hope that there are still lads out there who would love to spend their nigh...

Getting old has not left bitterness in my heart. I'm happy to say I have lived a life full of different patterns that have shaped me for who I am today. Had it not been for those patterns, I wouldn't be as good as I am in bed today.