bill-swift - July 23, 2015
Oh, Charlotte Springer, how I have missed you and your funbags of pure pillowy pleasure. Every time I begin to doubt mankind, and womankind for that matter, I come across some alluringly simply but hot photos of you stripping out of your bikinis or lingerie and revealing your wholly unholy melons and I suddenly feel like everything is going to be alright with the world. Or at least my little part of the world, specifically, my personal Southern Hemisphere.
Red lingerie is a strong start, but when Charlotte unfurls her mighty mams, I dare you not to gasp. Yes, real men gasp. But only at the sight of impressive ta-ta's and when their first baby is born. Also, when Ferrari comes out with a new limited edition. You have three valid excuses for gasping. But certainly Charlotte's impressive faptastic funbags has to be the most audible. Bless you, Good Charlotte. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Charlotte Springer