Watchout for the downpour

I have just spent the last hour researching 'how to make yourself squirt' articles on the internet as I get asked on an almost hourly basis if i can when i have my camera on. I thought I'd finish with a practice session to test the theory and whether it is sound....and had a very intense and extremely gushy orgasm. Practice makes perfect as they say...so before i unveil my new found 'skill' I might have to give it a go a few more times.

The only downside i can see is that I'm going to be washing my sheets a lot more often and might have to stock up on new towels...

Right...back to the coalface ;)

Buy British...

Everytime I log on to my cam I end up having conversations with guys (and girls) who tell me that it's really good to find a brit doing what I'm doing, as well as telling me that they think we Uk girls are the sexiest, most down to earth and easiest to get along with.

If this is the case, why are the biggest earners all from eastern europe? (on both the site i'm working through and every other site I could care to mention). The girl currently sitting on the top spot is from Bucharest, 19, extremely pretty and about as animated as a sloth with a bad case of the flu. She looks like she even bores herself when she's online. And gets tips thrown at her by desperate paedo-types who all hope that theirs will be the winning one which will get her clothes off (sad fools, she's playing them all...as anyone with half a brain can see)

If you are british and agree with the sentiment that we UK nationals really are the sexiest etc....put your money where your mouth is and buy british!!!!!!

Shagged Out....

....soooooooo tired. Just keeping up with all the guys from MFC who want to message me all the time is taking it's toll today. Love my job but I NEED SLEEP.

Painted Lady

Yesterday was Naked Friday (a weekly occurance in the world of Kittycatpurr). It was also the day that I decided to give my biggest dildo it's first public 'outing' (or should that be inning????)

What I didn't plan on before i turned my cam on was to turn myself into a grafitti wall, selling the chance to have the names of visitors to my room painted on to various different bits of my body. By the end of the day I was so covered in watercolour paint that even a thorough scrubbing with two kettles worth of water and a whole load of Dove bodywash couldn't get all the green paint off my pussy....or underneath my breasts. Can honestly say that I haven't that much fun on a friday in...well...EVER. All topped off with a rather enormous (and very loud) orgasm.

M has said that our friend K (one of the trusted few who knows about my 'secret life' hahaha) really wants to get his airbursh out and paint me up with uv paint for work one day if I'm up for it. He's an amazing artist and I have to say that I'm definitely keen. The only downside is that I will have to make damn sure that he stays off camera because of site rules. Could be interesting....

Warning...masturbatis interruptus!

Logged on to my cam earlier than i ever usually do today, probably something to do with the fact that i was awake before 7 am (unheard of for me). And yes, I had been to bed before. Several hours in and finally at my target total to start getting a bit friendly with myself I whipped out my favourite vibrator and got down to business when the server crashed me out of the system. Now, there is nothing that puts me off my stride more than having to have a fit at my laptop and then write a pissy email to the sites tech guys to tell them to sort out the software bugs that have been plaguing me all day today. Talk about thwarted. When i logged back in, it was only a couple of minutes before it happened again...and again and again. One of the guys in my room helpfully pointed out that 'your laptop obviously doesn't want you to cum today'. Ha bloody ha.

In the end i gave up on the whole thing after one orgasm cos nothing was co-operating and it was all rather winding me up.

Oh, and I am now no longer 'never penetrated in public chat'. Couldn't resist the lure of my rabbit today and broke my own number one rule. Oh well. It'll be cucumbers at dawn next....

Trashy tuesday is a bust....

Had all the best intentions in the world of working my ass off today (pardon the pun), but have been stopped in my tracks by the fact that I have been feeling like a miserabilist since M dropped me off at home this morning after I stayed the night at his new flat last night.

I think it's the fact that having spent 2 years living together it feels really weird having the house to myself again. It's good to have the space, and god only knows he was getting fed up of me shoving him out of bed so that i could put my camera on in the morning, but I miss having all his crap scattered around the place.

Had a really good chat with one of my friends from the site that i work through...turns out that his wife found some messages we'd sent to each other on his laptop and jumped to the entirely wrong conclusion that we've been having an affair. He asked her if she fancies metting me cos i've been looking for a girl to have some fun with...well, i think the words lead and balloon could be used here. I told him that she should meet me cos I'll change her mind...hahahahaha. Anyhow I haven't inadvertently wrecked their marriage which I am very glad about. Last thing I want to do, fuck up other people's relationships. I have enough to think about with my own most of the time. Am i the only girl in the world who gets the difference between love and sex??? Surely I'm not the only one who has such a slack attitude towards porn and can see that wanking doesn't constitute cheating??

Answers on a postcard please.....

There aint nothing going on but the rent

In the words of Gwen Guthrie "boy, what can you do for me? That's why I'm asking you, if your pockets are empty?"

I am puzzled by the men that exist in the world who get cam sites and dating sites confused. There are plenty of them.

I was asked by a certain french guy if i wanted to play. My answer 'pourquoi pas?' Little did i think that he would then start bugging me for my msn and acting as though we were about to have a secret affair (and no mention of a tip or a private chat along the way). I mean....GET A GRIP!

I have a boyfriend. When I am on camera it's all very good fun for everyone concerned but ultimately I am earning cash to pay the bills. Or would be if the self delusionists out there would stop bugging me long enough to let me get on with it.