Jun
04
There is no other way to put it than Layla was a complete freak when it came to living the vigor as a thong honey. She loved the thong, everything about it. The way it felt as it rubbed against her cooch or across her lil bunghole. Her long legs, slim bodie, and tight lil rear was rockin!
She was nice and thin with tiny mammaries, and so charming it was nearly evil. I met this vixen in the club one evening. She was freaky as wicked dancing all over the place. A real attention mate. She had a circle of observers crowded around the dance floor just wishing they could get a piece of that, me being one of them! She was wearing a thong under her mini skirt and some kind of bra top.
Now I’m not a vain person at all and I usually never mess around with any of these models because I have a girlfriend that would chop my nuts off if she ever got wind of any of that. But hey it’s still exquisite to dream. Well my dream came true this evening. Turns out that this girlies boyfriend was in the club that evening and was giving her a hard time for acting like such a girlie. I was just in the right place at the right time as this fuckwad was giving her shit I grabbed him by the back of his neck and gave him an attitude adjustment. The rest is history. The next day Layla was chillin at my crib getting nasty out by the pool 