Breasts....How do you like yours?

That's funny. My wife and her buds call themselves the BBC...

British Broadcasting Corporation? :wink:

Everyone remembers Farrah for her hair, and this poster. But she had an incredible set of headlights to go with the highlights. Do a Google image search on "Farrah" and look at the very first picture that comes up.

Wow, I did that. What a nice big pair of nips.

to get back to the original question...one way I really like breasts is wrapped around my penis......

We have been meaning to talk to you about your 'man-boob' problem. I mean they fall into your LAP, f'chrissake!! BPB - either you get some surgery or some implants!

I get it.... :wink:

clever, doc

I aways thought people liked that picture of Farrah because she was ... cold... :-)

I was always repulsed by that stupid tattoo Farrah had on her leg.

Talk about vanity.

Perky nips are always welcome!

I remember playing rugby with a couple of Aussie lawyers, who defined the attributes of the perfect woman in a very funny way:

"Nipples like Massey-Ferguson wheel nuts and a pu$$y like a chamois-lined keyhole!"

OK - you thought the tone was on the way up. Sorry!

But gus..... that is your name on her leg?????
I thought the best part of you dripped off......?

Al Bundy, 'Married With Children"

Joe Walsh--I like big tits

UH HU
I like big tits
You see em on the street
left and right
i like big tits that's right
i try to look away but i can't resist
everytime i try to call it quits
Hear come some tits--thats a big ten 4
Uh hu
I like big tits uh hu
tits
Well they come in twos
hard to choose
your favorite tit
uh hu
i like tits for dinner or a noon time snack
i like tits for lunch a big tit attack
i like tits for breakfast
eggs benedict tits
what it is
their where its at
tits
they give me shivers when they bounce around
puckered up or hanging on the ground
i like big tits
uh hu
tits save it all for me
tits

There was a young lady on the bus today who seemed to be wearing only a fluffy fur coat. She keep letting the coat open more and more as she seemed to get warmer and there appeared to be nothing but smooth brown skin from edge to edge. Just before Seventh Avenue she pulled the fabric down off of her shoulders while she dug deeply into her purse, not a bra strap in sight. hmmmmm.
Oh, she sighed, I'm so f=cked.

(g0d I wish I was making this up, it would be good fiction.)

Why, I chirped in the key of E above C, what's wrong?

I forgot to get a transfer and I got no quarters. Just these dimes and nickels.

I dug deep, deep and long, into my pockets.....

Here. I've got a dollar and twentyfive cents.

Really?? She smiled. ( I have a blind, red spot still from the brilliance.)

She leaned across the aisle towards my outstretched hand.


..........


Yes. There was no bra strap for two very pert reasons.






Very dark nipples by the way.

Joe

Some days are better than others, eh Joe?

Oh, yeah.

I just came back from the gym and "The Boob Thread" musta got pulled.

You sick, sick, sick, lucky bastid!!

Oh, man - it is so hot today and tonite. All the young things are just squeezed into skimpy tops and it's cleavage all the way!!! Is it me or did this never occured when I was a green youf? Or am I just a sad, dirty ol' man?
<speculation on this NOT open to either dlowan or paulaj>

Oh yeah?

We'll speculate all we want.

And it ain't looking good fer yer, DOM.