The past me would be begging a man to stay. I was naïve and reckless. Now, needless to say, I'm chuffed to just be single and not force things. I strongly believe that happiness will come to those who wait.

I'm looking for a man who'll leave me breathless, who'll eat my fanny like nobody ever did, who'll keep me wanting for more even after so many rounds. He should be experienced enough to know how he can get his way to me.

Want to gaze at the stars at night. There are so many of them twinkling for us. One day, I'd have sex on a starry night. By then, I'd be named "the woman whose smile can't be erased" or "the hot young lady who had a sizzling hot sex below the stars".

It blows me away looking at someone wanking. I could feel that there's this force pushing me and telling me to suck this bloke's penis like a slag. It feels so good sucking his penis down my throat and taking every liquid as he moans.

Yes, I'm aged but not yet an ancient. You can assume that I'm already on the wrong side of 40, but there's no uncertainty that I can misbehave in bed like I'm still in my 20's. Is it tempting if I say that I could last for an hour or two?

"Enjoys rough sex. Seriously. I don't understand why men I've had relationships with couldn't give me a bloody rough sex. Rough sex is safer; it's not BDSM. I've explained it to them. Sadly, I've never experienced having rough sex up until now. "