Whenever a lad hits up on me and asks me where I came from, I always tell them I came from a floating island in Gulliver's Travels. They laugh. Those little bastards don't know it's Laputa. Guess I'll have to change my address, whaddya think?

Travelling is lovely. I fancy places with boho feels. It has this comfortable effect, and it makes me forget what the time is and that I'm still on Earth, not in a different dimension. I'm lucky I get to see those places.

This may sound a little weird, but bondage and non-penetrative sex make me cum harder than the usual sex. I think there is a loose screw in my head because I can't stop myself from having an explosive orgasm when my bloke ties me up and watch me stru...

I drool if I see a fine man's bollocks. The next thing that I do, I lick those bollocks like a hungry hot beast. It's lovely to hear a guy groan out of pleasure. Hearing a guy moan makes me soaking wet.

Naughty is not enough to describe me. I am more than a naughty lady. Although kinky is still not the right word, it can somehow capture who I am as a person. I love doing things in the bedroom that will make other people raise an eyebrow. Send me a m...

There's something about men who smell nice that makes me want to fuck them on the spot. I am not sure if I am just a naughty and horny bint or there's a loose screw in my head. What do you think? Is it wrong for me to crave a man with a nice odor?