It's difficult to play with my aching quim because I have a flatmate. I tend to be loud when I start to feel bloody good, and get louder when I'm close to cumming. I wonder what would be a good solution to my predicament, any suggestions?

I'm not here to tell you about all the good qualities that I possess. It's up to you to ask me questions you'd like to be honestly and truthfully answered. Right now, all I want is to exchange hot messages to keep my sanity.

It doesn't take a lot to excite an old lady like myself, just need flirty words and roaming hands. I'd be a right mess when I hear naughty promises, anticipating if they're going to push through with them or keep me waiting until I start begging.

Spare me from the typical bouquet of flowers or the scenario where you get down on your knees with a ring. Let me tell you darling that I'll only tarry here a little. Don't think about giving me a kiss either. You might be wondering what this lass wa...

Moving into a new flat to live on my own is a big adjustment for me. Not just because of my age but also for the lack of companion. I would love to chat up with a bloke who can offer me interesting conversations and playful exchanges.

Give and receive. I'm not always a receiver, and I have no plans of being one. As a lass who is mature enough and thoughtful, it's important that I spend no effort pampering my lover too. It's a small gesture, but I know blokes love it. Don't you?