I've had a battery-operated boyfriend for the past 5 years and it does more good to me than my prick of an ex-husband if we're being honest. I'm still craving for a well hung lad though, nothing beats the elementary kind of fucking.

This girl right here is a breathing embodiment of "Miss Independent." Not a fan of "come here help me out," I prefer doing things myself and being accountable for every little thing that has something to do with me.

A strong man attracts me. He walks confidently, and it seems that nothing can stop him from doing what he wants. That's my type. And I like to play a damsel in distress, a sexy one who'll turn him on.

I like looking at someone's eyes when talking. Aside from it's a sign of respect, it's also a way for me to read what a person truly feels. Don't stop me. How would I know if the man is randy when I have my eyes somewhere?

My life revolves around getting drunk and wasted. I really can't recollect the last time I was sober. It's when I'm drunk that my confidence is overflowing, sexiness is oozing, and my feelings are genuine.

The things that run through my naughty mind may shock you. I know it is quite unnerving to see an old hag such as myself act all horny and slutty, but that's who I am. I am what you may call a seasoned veteran when it comes to making any man cum hard...