Booze, sex, and discos are my life in the past. I still enjoy occasionally being knackered, but having sex and going to discos are a tad challenging for me to do now that I am old. If only there's someone who can help me do both, I would die happy.

Some people don't like me because I don't smile often. I've been told that I have a mysterious look. I look like I'm up to something even when I'm not. Why people these days so quick to judge?

Eating ice cream straight out the carton using a rather large spoon is the signal that I am tensed and need to get shagged until I turn into a puddle of pleasure. I could do it myself but where's the fun in that?

It has been several weeks since I touched myself and I am feeling a bit sad already. I touch and play with myself almost every day and that's why I am quite frustrated right now. I don't know what happened but I am guessing that I do not have the mot...

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've been dreaming about a hard knob in my mouth for three consecutive nights already. And I can't seem to shake off the thought of a bloke fucking me from behind. Is this a sign that I should shag with a nice bloke already?