Living with a flatmate is difficult, I wank a lot and have to muffle my moans just so she doesn't hear. I'm quite loud especially when I'm close to cumming. I would usually wait for her to leave but there are times that I get so randy that I couldn't...

My pleasure, my rules. I prefer to take control when it comes to fucking, riding a guys throbbing dick until they spill inside me. I'd often keep bouncing on their lap despite them already going a bit limp. Seeing them groan due to oversensitivity ju...

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.

I made a few sex tapes way back when I was stuck in a dead-end job and needed a way to release all the stress I felt. I know I still have it in my closet, in a box sealed with caution tape. Most of them were me wanking and squirting all over my sheet...

Grab me by the waist. Pull me closer. Let me hear you breathing. Kiss me. Let's ride a boat to the world of lasciviousness. Let's be hungry for each other. Time passes by quickly. We shouldn't waste time.

Spotting a man in uniform, even if it's just pretending, makes me randy on another level. Maybe all gals have had the wet dreams of making a dignified gent to fall onto his knees. Or maybe that's just me.