Spanish Fly

November 24, 2011 – 1:08 pm

Spanish Fly

Spanish Fly

“I grew up in Puerto Rico and went to an all-girls’ school. I’d must wear a dowdy uniform and clunky shoes and abhored it. On the weekends, I would sneak into city dressed in scandalous outfits, high heels and garter thongs. It felt so fine to be bad!” Lizzy said. “I learned right away that when I wore silky, glossy stockings and sexy garters, the males in city would pay attention to me and I loved it! They would drop whatsoever it was they were doing and just stare at me and whistle. Their loud catcalls would make my snatch throb. I secretly wished that one of ’em would pull my knickers down, bend me over and take up with the tongue my wazoo right there. Eventually, I managed to lure one of the maturer studs in town into a local hotel with me. It was then that I found the joys of foot banging. That dude was captivated with my feet and would tanalize and take up with the tongue my toes and rub his cock on my exposed soles. It felt so wicked but oh, so fine. I remember that this chab did not desire to take my virginity, so this gent would spend hours banging my arches with his rigid manhood. That guy loved it!”

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