EXECUTIVE SUMMARY: Teen dream fresh faced spinner Laylee at the Adelita Bar is worth a try even though your session may not include oral.

DETAILS: Discovered Laylee (phonetic spelling) hanging out in hottie central during a recent Thursday evening excursion to the Adelita Bar. I like the petite spinners, so her look very much appealed to me. Young, short (5'3") and slim (I'd guesstimate 95 pounds or size 1) she had a tight little ass displayed to good effect in super-snug jeans that rode very low on her hips. She was also wearing one of those braless, backless halter tops where the diamond-shaped front panel features a crew neck that widens at the bust line and then narrows again into a pointed free-hanging panel that's short enough to see the midriff. Laylee's halter was done in a purple print fabric that was so clingy and sheer it was easy to see that her tits were nicely proportioned for such a tiny girl. Call them 33Bs. I also thought her face was very pretty in that unspoiled, virtually devoid of makeup, college freshman kind of way, with dark eyes and a wide smile that I later learned could turn into the cutest smirk or grin. Hair was wavy brunette, a little past her shoulders, I think parted in the middle. Can't recall Laylee's hometown exactly. I think she might have said Guadalajara or Culican. But I'm not sure on that.

When I first approached her, Laylee seemed slightly ill at ease. Turns out she speaks not one word of English, so I think it was understandable that she'd worry about making small talk with Your Favorite Gabacho. But I speak enough Spanish to get by and after a quick ficha drink standing at the bar (the place was jammed) Laylee seemed to relax. I suppose I could have taken the opportunity to negotiate, but I was smitten so arriba we went. Upstairs I paid her $60 up front, which she cheerfully accepted before slipping out of her clothes. Watching Laylee pulling down her jeans to reveals the tiniest little black thong panties brought Mr. Wood to full alert, and things only improved when her top came off to reveal perfect champagne glass tits with smallish, stiffish nipples. La panocha could have used a little grooming, but it was by no means overgrown.

Laylee had no objection to using my Kimono Microthin condom, but no sooner had she dressed Mr. Wood than she slathered on a giant handful of lube. Definitely poor lookout discipline on my part. With the advantage of hindsight I should have ascertained in the bar if Laylee was willing to do oral. And to be fair, it's possible that she would have said yes. But for my session it was out of the question unless I was willing to stop everything to clean up and change condoms. This, I was unwilling to do. So making virtue out of adversity I resolved to spend some quality time fucking Laylee's tight little teenaged pussy. We started with a little missionary, with me standing next to the bed while I took care of business. The cool tile felt good underfoot after several hours inside the hot and steamy Adelita Bar. It felt even better to slip my dick into a girl who reminded me of the 17-year-old hotties I leer at when I make a quick perv run through Abercrombie and Fitch every time I go to the mall.

For her part Laylee was patient and sweet, making good eye contact and even giving me the occasional smirk or grin or smile. It was a small thing, but looking me in the eye and smiling now and then went a long way toward adding a little girlfriend vibe to a short time session at the Hotel Coahuilla. After a fashion, I asked her if she wanted to try another position. Perrito, she said, so she rolled over and I went at her again while still standing. It was at this point that I caught just a little whiff of pescado panocha odor. Noticeable, but not objectionable. Laylee also did much to distract me by taking the initiative in respect of setting the rhythm. It was totally hot to stand perfectly still with my hands on the ass of a gorgeous teenager as she squirmed and stroked. The fit wasn't as good with Laylee on top, so we went back to missionary position before I came hard.

Even though the session had been longer than usual for me (Laylee was just SO hot) the knock on the door didn't come until after we'd finished and we'd both showered. She seemed in no rush to get going, which was a nice. At the bottom of the Stairway to Heaven, Laylee said something to me I didn't understand except in the haziest way as an invitation to go back inside for a drink. (Or maybe she urged expansion of the North American Free Trade Agreement. My Spanish is REALLY bad.)

CONCLUSION: If you are a fan of the young and tiny spinners, Laylee is definitely worth a look. Her tight little hardbody is petite without being boyish, and her face is pretty as well. In the room with me she was relaxed and sweet and the occasional grin was very nice. The only cavets are the uncertain availability of oral and the panocha odor -- both of which may have been one-off events. GG