Mimosas in the morning is a blessing in disguise, I have to tell you I would bathe myself in it if I can. What would sound more inviting is having someone lick the drink off of my busty knockers after I "spilled" it down my cleavage.

When doing any job, it is important to have the right set of tools. I am looking for a lad who has a 6-inch tool or bigger between his legs. Things might be a little loose on my cave, so I only need someone who can make it feel tight again.

When it comes to punishments, I would always lean towards using a riding crop to a tight man's arse. The sound leather makes against the skin and the way it makes the skin blush is such a sight to see. I sometimes have the urge to sink my teeth in.

I'm an open book. I've got nothing to hide. Take that either literally or figuratively speaking. Anyway, you can ask anything about me. The sky's the limit. I'm excited to be entertained with your awesome questions drizzled with a bit of playfulness.

What I hate the most is being yelled at. Whenever someone, especially when it's a lad, yells or screams at me, I instantly go spare. I get really mad and the only thing that can calm me down is a pint of dark chocolate ice cream.

Please don’t judge me based on my physical appearance. I suggest that you judge me by the way I behave and before you know it, you’re starting to like me because you finally realized that I’m a beautiful person inside and out. Do you still want...

I hate people who badmouth others, but I do enjoy stabbing others in the back. You might see as a hypocrite because of that, but I don't give a fuck. If you don't want me to backstab you, then you better face me every time.