bill-swift - November 18, 2016
Leather is hot on a woman. And as it turns out, even hotter off of a woman. I think it has something to do with the nature of the fabric. Or perhaps the nature of leering men with strictly prurient interests when staring intently into the bosomy goodness of Stacey Poole topless and proudly sporting shiny leather underwear. I mean, things could be worse.
Stacey and her Britty big-funbagged friends consistently remind us that no matter how down or low a man might feel, it takes but a few minutes of visual wonderments the exact size of Stacey's hooters to bring us back to full strength points. Just like that. There's no known medicine of late night TV sold supplement that can do the same. And this one requires no Shipping and Handling. Well, perhaps some handling. Yes, I know you know what I'm saying. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Strictly Glamour