I’ll be the first to admit that I had no idea who Phyllis Davis was. But when I saw this video, you better believe I was mesmerized and watched every second. You know how the Indian Swami would sit cross-legged and hypnotize the cobra in the basket with his flute thing? Yeah, that’s me watching Phyllis’s boobs dangling and hanging.

They look quite natural, considering their droop. Standing there in that deep plunging red dress, her nipples look like they are lining up roughly with her elbows. Her cleavage? The way her boobs are a little squashed together at the top and then form that exquisite y-shape pointing down and out? Ohhhh, heavenly.

I guess Phyllis was in some kind of popular TV show in the 70’s and 80’s. The sexual revolution and women’s lib had really loosened the TV censorship up, and every show seemed to have a braless lady bouncing around.

I really need those things sitting in my lap and poking against my face.

The droop reminded me a bit of the girl in this video, even though Phyllis isn’t as well-endowed.

We can always depend on designers to put scantily clad women on their catwalks to model the latest fashions. And the way the little divas walk/stomp tends to make things jiggle. Hey, when you obsess over braless boobs, you know these things.

Today’s video is short, just 1:30. And although there are several models, trust me we really want to focus on the first one out of the gate.

This tall redhead is skinny but was blessedly born with some grrreat jugs.

As soon as she comes out of the backstage area, even though she’s pretty far away from the camera, you can see those hooters wiggling. We thankfully get a couple of different camera angles, and plenty of time to watch the mesmerizing motion.

As she gets a little closer, I can’t help but notice her crotch. That green bikini bottom is sucked up so tight to her labia it is threatening to cut the circulation off. Let ’em breathe, that’s what I say. Fling those bottom off and let your labia flap around too.

It sucks that due to her cover-up, we don’t get a good glimpse of her butt on the way back down the catwalk. But if you watch the rest of the video, you’ll see that the next gal has a butt tight enough to bounce a quarter off of.

None of the other models are as well-endowed or jiggly as the first lil’ mamma, but I wouldn’t kick them out of bed.

I had to dig around a bit to find some other interesting redheads for ya. Suspenders from 2012. And you might as well check out the braless Canadians.

And if you’re bored, braless poetry?

Okay, stop what you’re doing. Stop it right now, and watch this video:

She starts out in that green tank top that’s held together with butterfly chains. Every time she makes a point or insists that you subscribe, those big natural boobs jiggle. That green material is impossibly thin. You can see every little bump and ridge on her nipples!

At 1:00 she jumps into the brown dress, and I swear on an Oreo’s life there are boobquakes when she prances around modeling without a bra. Her boobs hang pretty low and droopy, but we ain’t caring. She sneezes at 1:58, and it made my pants tight.

At 2:10 she’s in the red dress. I’d like to say skip this one, but her hooters are massive and if you’re like me you’re not going to skip a single second of this. She does this bouncy walk at 2:53 and I’m surprised those girls didn’t spring up and give her a black eye.

Little tiny animal print dress at 3:20 and you haven’t seen milky white braless boobs like these since your busty aunt gave you a hug after church when you were 8. Intentional bouncing at 4:08 causes my heavy breathing.

White dress at 4:50 is see-though, requiring her to hide her nipples. Boo.

Purple tanktop dress at 5:55. Oh. My. God. I’m in love. I just can’t get enough of the way her boobs jiggle. And her boobs have that telescopic shape I deeply appreciate.

One more white dress at 7:14. Yesssss.