Tanga Gris Claro

I love thongs, I love how I look with a nice thong... but it wasn't always like that. It turns out there was a period in my life where I used a lot of beautiful and sexy lingerie, not just lingerie, but also pretty blouses or dresses that weren't super sexy, but everything was tight, some things were adjusted, and above all, feminine. I love feminine things, a nice blouse that leaves something to the imagination but isn't too provocative, pants, skirts, and obviously lingerie which was something else. The thing is that during that time, some things happened to me and among those things, I started gaining weight out of nowhere and after doing exams, they diagnosed me with insulin resistance. Insulin resistance is a real pain, luckily it's reversible (in my case), but it's a pain gaining weight. Going back in time and talking to one of my favorite Poringa boys, he mentioned the word trauma... we weren't exactly talking about this, but thinking about the word trauma today, I did a quick recap of why I stopped using lingerie and obviously loved thongs, why I stopped taking selfies, and in short, why I stopped being me for a minute in my life....and it's so important for both women and men to be with someone who not only likes your physical appearance regardless of whether you're fat or thin, but also shows you, says slut, you're yummy/tasty, hopefully not just once in their lifetime, but makes it a habit to say it more or less often. According to me, that simple act of demonstration that your partner warms you up for the other part can move a lot of positive things, including the simple act of using sexy lingerie instead of an old pair of pants because the first excuse will be they're comfortable. I must thank this dear Poringa boy who made me remember why I'm not traumatized today but was in the past....and it wasn't It's nice to live with someone who every time they touched me would say 'you're getting fatter' or 'this belly is growing and growing', and somehow also compares you to a cutie, all skinny without any fat. I love lingerie, above all else I love being myself....and throughout the years with changes in my body, I've learned to love each corner again, even with rolls or belly. And why am I telling you all this? Because just like it doesn't please me when people compare me (even if it's not their intention), I don't like feeling less, I hope my experience can serve someone here. Tell your partners that they heat up your body, that thong, bra, boxer, brief or jockstrap looks good on them, sometimes just heating up and wanting to have sex silently isn't enough, your partner also needs verbal stimuli....and I bet the sexuality in a couple improves. And well, how always thanks for reading this 'crazy' one, and I'm leaving photos of a thong that fascinates me because it looks good on me, not only is it beautiful but when I bought it I was small and tight, and now it's pure comfort plus sexy. PD: My current partner is a wonderful person who often tells me they find me yummy, and boy does that loving and hot reinforcement serve me.