What you need to know about me is that I am not good at starting conversations nor being friendly with strangers. But do you know what I am actually good at? That would be making any man moan and scream from pleasure. Fancy being with me?

In case you are curious about it, I am still single and very ready to mingle. If you are planning to take the initiative and try to sweep me off my feet, now is the best time to do so. I mean, we don't know what the future hold for us, so you better ...

I'm not happy with pure touches and lots of kissing if there are no props. To up the game, there should be a pack of cold ice cubes that I, my tempting mouth can use to tickle someone's sensitive zones.

Father Time is slowly catching up on me. I am beginning to be scared, and at the same time, desperate. I don't want to grow old alone, with no one to fuck me every time I feel the urge. I hope I can find a decent man as soon as possible.

Lives in reality. I'm not in search of a prince or knight in shining armour who'll offer me a grand life. I'm not Cinderella, and I'll never be. I'm a simple lass hoping to meet a bloke who's good in bed.

Working all day takes off all the hours I could have for myself. All I can do is beat the bean on lonely nights. All I want is someone to chat with who could get me through these nights. If you think you can keep me company, hit me up!