What fascinates me in particular about some men is their genuine interest in women. They listen to my little stories even when it's already dark outside. They're even amused at how fun I can be when there's just the two of us.

I love putting makeup on my face. I don't care if I pop into a shop or a grocery for 20 minutes. I have to have my makeup, simple yet classy, just like Catherine's, the duchess of Cambridge. I never want to look like a slapper.

I'm not a fragile glass you need to handle with care. Hit me. Fuck me with your four fingers. Tie me. Throw me. Treat me as a tart. Suck me all you want. I'll moan for you. I'll squirt for you. I won't fake anything.

A flirtatious lass who's willing to do everything just to make the lad in her bed happy and sexually contented. I believe that I'm already equipped and talented enough to make my sexual partner as chuffed as he can be.

I'm not a flirty lass. When I meet a man I like down the street, I don't show any signs that I like him. I still believe that men should make the first move. But even though I try hard not to flirt, men are captivated with my exquisite beauty.

Let's play tickles my fancy. Sucking dicks is definitely my thing. My tongue will make yours hard. When you're getting close, I'll deprive you from having that erotic explosion. I'm a bit of a dominant who enjoys hearing her lover's plead.