Layla Moore suspects that I have been exercising without her, breaking our promise. We made a promise to each other that we would only ever exercise together but lying, treacherous me have been sneaking off without Layla behind her back. Furious, Layla punishes me the only way she can think of in her frustration, by sitting on my face and squishing me with her smelly, sweaty yoga pants. I struggle but I am overcome by Layla's intense ass and sweaty asshole