Snogging and having a leg over in the car while a lovely music is on sends me on cloud 9. It's what I call the feeling of reaching ecstasy - that moment when I forget who I am and I just want to have more.

I want to be honest here. I'm mad about foreplay that lasts for hours. And if there's one secret I shouldn't tell you, but I will, it's the fact that during the last stage of a foreplay, I like a lollipop to play with my fanny.

I'm a woman who believes that she deserves to be rewarded with an exhilarating sex in public while the moon's out lighting me and my partner's body. I'm a woman who believes that getting off should happen every day.

Travelling is lovely. I fancy places with boho feels. It has this comfortable effect, and it makes me forget what the time is and that I'm still on Earth, not in a different dimension. I'm lucky I get to see those places.

I'm the kind of lass who's excited for her next trips. I always have questions on my mind like, "What's the trip gonna be like?" "Are there massage parlors?" "Will I find cosmic restaurants?" Having these questions in my head keeps me from sleeping.

My former boyfriend and I broke up several years ago. I don’t really miss him. What I miss most is the way he kisses, hugs and cuddles me right after banging me hard like there is no tomorrow. Is it even possible for a woman to forget how to have s...