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Chilling would mean smutty films and a cheap yet good quality bottle of red wine. When I get tired of watching, I'd turn to playing with my kitty because I know I'm going to be randy as hell. My fingers slip in easily.

The time has come for me to finally get out of my comfort zone and do something I've never done before. I had been content with having romantic sex that I didn't have a chance to be bolder than one would imagine.

Have fun with this woman of substance. Jackhammer her as if she's the brightest star in the cosmos. Don't let her think that she's in the autumn of her life. Whisper nice words in her ear. She'll definitely be in bliss.

You don't need to bother giving me the hug with a pat on the back nor the "London Bridge" hug. You can freely give me the one-handed hug and the naughty hug and I'll be the happiest lass. Bonus point if there's French Kiss.

I'm not a shallow bint, I value character and not physical characteristics. A buff bloke doesn't hold a candle to one who knows his way with words. I want to have conversations that would steer my imagination and keep me on the edge, awaiting for wha...

I am trying my best to change my ways, but the slut inside me keeps on wanting a big cock on my cunt. It's hard to quit being a whore cold turkey, so here I am again looking for a huge dick to fuck me hard.

Having hands run all over my body is one of my biggest turn-ons, through massages or just snogging, I'd always end up soiling my knickers. What I would give just to get that sensation back. It's been years since I've had masculine hands feel me up.