My name is Temperance, but my whole life I've been called Temper. Guess it's because I can have a temper. I know what I want and I want it when I want it? Is that so bad?

I know I want sex, hot, sweaty, dirty, maybe a little rough. I want sex that makes me scream in pleasure, the kind where we find ourselves crosswise on the bed, dripping with sweat and cum, hoarse from the moans and screams, too weak-kneed to walk.

Is that such a bad thing? With a body like this, don't you want the same thing? Don't you want to hear how sweet my pussy is, how tight my ass is, how warm my mouth is, how ready I am for you to fuck me? I'll tell you all about it. Just remember to hold your Temper.