I believe that I am God's gift to men. I feel like I was only brought up to this world to give pleasure and satisfaction to as many lads as possible. I have no plans of getting tied down to a guy. My body is too good not to be shared by a lot of men....

Tea is my first love. I can drink eight cups of tea with lots of milk while eating an egg and cress club sandwich filled with mayonnaise, mashed hard-boiled eggs, and cheese or dunking biscuits into my tea.

Graphic designer and a video editor. I work at home, so it's quiet and lonely. I want my life to be seasoned with the best spices in the world. My fanny is literally complaining for my lack of getting off with a fit bloke.

Look at my eyes, and see what's inside. Can you see it? Can you feel it? I don't expect you to be a mind reader because honestly only few people have that ability, but my heart prays for you to know what I badly need right now.

My lips are sweeter than strawberries. My love tastes better than red wine. My body is at its hottest during rough sex where all kinds of kinky stuffs are present. My fanny is at its desirous state after foreplays.

I've grown up, and it's not necessary for someone to take care of me. I won't even cling to that person even if he's the most handsome lad on Earth. Actually, that's a lie. I can look after myself, but I want to cling on someone in exchange of shaggi...