A bloke with stylish facial hair is my weakness. I swear, I don't know how or where I got this fetish from! But I always have to cross my legs just to keep my private area in check when I come a cross bearded men.

Waking up with an erection is something that would always welcome me early in the morning. I play with myself and prepare to jog together with my pet. I go home after getting sweats on the outside and feel myself getting a boner again.

Immoral, nefarious, obscene, sinful, unethical, wrong, impure, lewd, and loads and loads of words boring people throw at me. They're just that way because they haven't experience real heaven on earth. And that's just sad.

Most of the people are focused on projecting an image rather than being themselves. I admire a person's tender heart that wishes to open up. A person that cares more about the other person than trinkets. I enjoy being around people who are down to ea...

I have this thing about controlling men. One time, I was drilled and screwed by a bloke who didn't want me to talk or touch him unless he told me so. If I misbehaved, he would punish me. That was rousing and put me in a blazing fire.