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Drinking on Saturdays. Shagging someone who's dishy. Fantasising while watching erotic videos. These are three activities that has been routinary. I'm happy with my choices. They make me full of beans all the time.

I do attend afternoon tea with the ladies whenever I can, but never found it entertaining aside from the gossips. It's the literal "spilling tea", as the younger gens say. What gets me going on a daily basis is wanking off in front of the mirror, tho...

Having a prick grinded against my bum cleavage makes me randier now than it did years ago. Can't say I'm complaining though, turns out quite a number of young blokes like the gals more experienced and plaint in the sack.

A man persuading me to have sex with him is gratifying. I feel like I'm the most seductive lass every man wishes to have. I get excited at little things - tiny kisses, small gifts, letters and the list goes on.

There's something about a lad who knows his way around the kitchen that makes me want to fuck me hard. I am not a good cook, but I think my body is tasty enough to offset that. You do all the cooking, and I'll be in charge of all the eating.

I'm still a working gal, believe it or not, and I supported myself all my life. It recently dawned to me how much time I've spent sitting in an office chair when I could be sitting a lad's lap. I hope it's not too late to be chasing joysticks.

I crave for sleep. It’s the one thing that I badly need right now. To be more specific, I want to be under the sheets, sleeping with a lad who can make everything worth the risk, whenever it’s too parky outside to be having fun.

I would love to shag a buff bloke in a secluded part of a public area. We have the chance to get caught but only if we stay really quiet. Still having most of out clothes on because we're such in a rush to fuck. I wonder who has the same fantasies as...