 General Info
| I Am Here For: |
For a New Experience, To Explore My Sexuality |
| Marital Status: |
Single |
| Children: |
Eventually |
| Education: |
Post Grad |
| Religion: |
N/A |
| Smoke: |
N/A |
| Drink: |
Yes |
| Occupation: |
photography |
| Body Type: |
Slim / Slender |
| Height: |
5' 8" |
| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
English |
Sexy Stuff
| I Am Looking For: |
Virtual Relationship, Cyber Sex, Social Encounters, Just Looking, Real Life Relationship, Erotic Chat, Cyber Friendships |
| Sexual Fantasies: |
Cross-Dressing, A Virgin, Fetishes, Swapping, Domination, Bondage, A Beach, Costumes, Toys, Multiple People, Sadism & Masochism, Massage Oil, A Public Place, Exhibition & Voyeurism |
| Sex is Best: |
Casual, Passionate, Loving, Experimental, With a Stranger, Wild, Kinky, In a Relationship |
| Cybersex: |
Yes |
| I Want You To: |
Play Along With My Fantasy, Talk Dirty to Me, Tell Me I'm The Best, Make Me Do It, Teach Me New Tricks, Tell Me Your Fantasy |
| Cybersex Personality: |
Passionate, Innocent, Voyeur, Threesomes, The More The Merrier, Fun With Toys, Adventurous, Kinky, Wild |
My Web Gifts
A gift from uname
Note:
Content:
Sent
12/12/2012
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Daydream's Scoop
About me:
I'm a real sex kitten and here for fun, love anything sexual and will try anything once. I think cypersex is a fun way to pass time and share or fulfull others fantasies and my own.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sex is a conversation carried out by other means. If you get on well out of bed, half the problems of bed are solved.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You can't remember sex. You can remember the fact of it, and recall the setting, and even the details, but the sex of the sex cannot be remembered, the substantive truth of it, it is by nature self-erasing, you can remember its anatomy and be left with a judgment as to the degree of your liking of it, but whatever it is as a splurge of being, as a loss, as a charge of the conviction of love stopping your heart like your execution, there is no memory of it in the brain, only the deduction that it happened and that time passed, leaving you with a silhouette that you want to fill in again.
Who I'd like to meet:
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