I used to be the kind of lass who doesn't care even though she's single and alone. But as time flew, I realized that being single is actually so sad because I don't have someone to talk to, to touch, and of course, to fuck.

Loves snogging that leads to shagging. Sex is one thing I'm willing to do for the rest of my life. It adds flavour to my ordinary life and makes me happier. On Saturdays, I don't normally sleep. I'm out drinking in a pub, flirting with blokes.

I've had wet dreams for so many nights. They are so vivid, I can remember every detail. Is this the effect of not having sex for too long? Every time wild dreams visit me, my urge to have sex gets stronger.

I'm usually not the type to complain but, bloody hell, what's a bint got to do to get a good shagging? I left my good for nothing husband because I always had to fend for myself since he'd be too tuckered after finishing.

I have a tantalizing eyes that have the power to shake your world and let you feel magical sensations you've never felt before. When you're lost in the rain, my eyes will guide you to find your way back to my open arms.

The packaging doesn't matter, it's the contents that should leave you speechless. The filthy gifts that I have in mind will have you panting and I have no qualms about making your wishes come true. Strip off my wrapping and I'll surely not disappoint...