My crush is Tom Brady. He's real, and he seems to be wild in bed. I can see that through my eyes. But I know I can't have sex with the real Brady, so I'm looking for someone like him in any way who can make something moist.

In case you are curious about it, I am still single and very ready to mingle. If you are planning to take the initiative and try to sweep me off my feet, now is the best time to do so. I mean, we don't know what the future hold for us, so you better ...

A bloke's natural smell just gets me randy. I steal their shirts and wear them to sleep with nothing else on. Starkers, just a shirt with their manly smell and I'll be set for the night. Sweatshirts are also a favorable alternative.

When I was in my younger years, I used to flirt and mess around with blokes who are a lot older than me. But now that I have grown, I don't want to flirt with those who are older than me. Instead, I want to be with some fresh and young lads.

Intensify my sexual needs. Start kissing my lovely legs all the way up. Tear me apart when you find the hidden gem. Take me to utopia with your hard pounding. Drive me wild. Blow my mind. Take my breath away. Endlessly.

I drool if I see a fine man's bollocks. The next thing that I do, I lick those bollocks like a hungry hot beast. It's lovely to hear a guy groan out of pleasure. Hearing a guy moan makes me soaking wet.