Hi, my name is Lari
but to you and all of my teachers...it's Goddess
Lari...got it!?
Ok, now that we have
that cleared up let me tell you about my favorite part
of going to school which is NOT GOING to school while I
wait for the new teacher to show up at my door
threatening detention.
That's right...the
school can't seem to keep these guys around very long
after they come looking for me and find themselves in
detention between my young, smooth, athletic and oh-so
POWERFUL THIGHS!
One of the benefits
of skipping school is finding plenty of time for the gym
to make sure my CRUSHERS are ready for Goddess Lari's
next LEG LESSON.
I love the
inner-thigh machine the most but the only problem
is...it doesn't go high enough so I just set it to
200lbs and squeeze out 6 sets of 20 reps each while
imagining the torture my thick thighs will inflict on
the next unsuspecting teacher!
And so now it's Mr.
Johnson's turn to be taught a lesson by Goddess Lari!
The last time I
managed to get myself to school while wearing a sinfully
short skirt that really showed off my legs I noticed Mr.
Johnson staring at them. As a matter of fact...I
bagged him after 'accidentally' dropping all of my books
and bending over to pick them up wearing nothing but a
black thong underneath.
Needless to say...he
got a TH-EYE FULL! lol
His eyes were wide
open as I quickly turned around to catch him staring and
instead of saying anything...I just smirked at him in a
way that let him know he was soon going to be mine which
is why I knew it would be Mr. Johnson showing up at my
door next.
Now watch as I teach
Mr. Johnson a lesson he won't soon forget as my
world-class legs and ass nearly flatten his skull one
CRUSHING 'Goddess Lari LEG LOCK' after the other!
There were times I
kind of felt sorry for Mr. Johnson as I watched him
struggling to breath and appear to slip in and out of
consciousness while succumbing to my sexy but incredibly
powerful pulsating reverse headscissors...MY FAVORITE of
course!
And that inner-thigh
machine really paid off as my steel-cable adductors
clamped around his neck like a pair of vise-grips
latching on in a front head scissors!
Oh the fear in his
eyes really showed in that one as it looked like it was
going to be nappy time for poor Mr. Johnson at any
moment.
But not so soon and
not before I have more fun with Mr. Johnson and the
lesson is learned!
So you are probably
wondering how a young, bratty, rebellious girl like me
can manage to keep making such good grades while hardly
showing up at school...aren't ya!?
Well...you can ask
Mr. Johnson that question right after I'm done CRUSHING
my way to an A! |