I fancy blokes who look like Benedict Cumberbatch. He's handsome with a touch of mystery. I'm not attracted to men who have a predictable character because that's where the game ends. Crazy as it may seem, but this pussy of mine only becomes sexually...

Many men are enchanted my by mesmerising eyes. I can hear them gasp as I pass by the street or when riding the tube. I can't blame them, can't I? But, I'm not the typical lass who shags with anyone without the getting to know part.

I'm like an old soul trapped inside a young dame's body. I fancy vintage cars, old melody, Marilyn Monroe's sense of fashion and when it comes to sex, I'd prefer the old-school position, also known as the ''missionary position."

Making a lady like me pleased is easy peasy. You just have to show me how hungry you are for me and how much you want to taste me. And I suggest that you do that by talking to me in a very dirty and slutty way.

Playing tennis was a way for me to release tension for years. Nowadays, I am often disappointed that it doesn't give me the same thrill anymore. Maybe fucking a dipstick would make me feel better, maybe those of the younger variety will do.

Rough and passionate sex always makes my bad days better. Well, the truth is sex makes everything better and somehow it never fails to improve my mood a thousandfold. So here I am looking for a man who feels the same.