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?

What I like to do the most is spending some time in the watering hole together with my mates and making sure that I get all the hard drinks that I want until I get tipsy but not up to the point that I am as drunk as a lord.

If you are willing to tell me what makes your mind tingle, then I’ll definitely show you bits n’ bobs about myself. If my proposal sounds good to you, why don’t you send me an interesting message. Let’s see where things will take our advances...

Bended over the edge of the bed, my hands bound together and being pulled back behind me. Having a sizable cock fucking me from behind slowly. Hands grabbing my hips like a vice and throaty moans against my ears. That's my version of heaven.

I'm still uncertain about what I want to pursue as a career but I'm not in a rush either. The only thing that I'm sure of is that I want to have as much sex as I can before committing myself to a serious relationship.

Self-assured men turn me on and drive me wild under the sheets. It’s just that when a man is nothing but sure about himself, his actions will always reflect on it. And I’m always drawn to the kind of man, all the time.