If unicorns aren't real, then does that mean that fantasy land isn't real either? If fantasy land does exist, do you have a way of proving it? If you do, you better message me right now as I'd like to have a feel of that special place.

I prefer coffee in the mornings than tea, and a full English breakfast is a must. The only reason I'll skip a brekky? If a man gives me a serving of his banger and baby batter, I'd be happy as a clam.

Being a certified cosplayer, I'm addicted to wearing different costumes when I'm alone with a bloke in the bedroom. I do love roleplaying where I portray someone else. This kind of scene is bloody hot, making me wilder.

Make me your queen and I’ll make you my king. Yes, I consider myself a queen despite having a throbbing knob whenever someone turns me on. After all, my heart and upper body scream that I’m a woman. Anyway, if my perky thrupney bits are in front ...

I'm bloody thirsty for thick milk to be showered upon my face all the way down to my supple neck. I'd be stoked if we can make it happen the soonest possible time; otherwise, I'd definitely go wild craving for it.