Though I am content with my life overall, I can't help but crave for something more when it comes to sex. Yes, I like using my toys and hands, but feeling a bloke pressed up against me while he fucks my arsehole is irreplaceable.

The craziest dare I have gotten into was going to work with anal beads rolling around inside my arse. Whenever I sat down that day, I would give out a small squeak because I was trying so hard not to moan out loud.

Completely in the mood to place my body weight on top of someone, pin them down on the bed, and force multiple orgasms out of them or myself. Call me switch all you want, but in the bedroom? I always get what I want.

What brought me here is my vivid sex dream which is hard to forget. I dreamt that I was in this playroom I've never seen before. It's better than the Fifty Shades of Grey's. I had my back against the door when strong hands suddenly pinned me against ...

I don’t really care about looks nor the wealth that the bloke has. I also do not care about his attitude. The only thing that I care about is the way he will be treating me in the bedroom, in the bathroom, or maybe even in the kitchen counter.