To be controlled by a barbaric man while we're in the forest is going to be amazing; I can feel it. The question is when will that happen? Is there somebody here who's thinking the same thing? Why don't you let me know you exist?

When I was younger, my cunt have been ripped apart by savage men. I miss those days. I miss being harrassed while in public. I miss their filthy whispers. I wish I could experience it one last time before my bones become weak.

I need inspiration for the next time I stick my fingers up my cunt and play with myself. I've been running out ideas and watching porn is just not cutting it anymore. Titillate me with words that would soak my knickers and bothered enough to take car...

I'm not impressed with good looks, I'd rather be with a man who has substance and class. I want them to only show their naughty side when they're alone with me in the bedroom or in secluded areas in public.

All of my erogenous zones are Hank Marvin. They long to be caressed and sucked by a fine lad, who has an uncontrollable desire for sex. I'm fond of experiencing steamy sex or the kind of sex that makes me hot all over.

I spend my nights reading smutty novels and having a full glass of wine. If things get too randy and my quims starts to ache, then it's time to bust out the vibrator. I would often fall asleep after making a mess of myself, no regrets though. Maybe n...