I think there was an Aerosmith song awhile back about Craaazy, which is what this girl does to me. I think this might be a tanktop, which is yet another reason to thank Mr. Chub Tanklet, the inventor of the said garmet. Nice how she’s getting a bit of a stretch, isn’t it? Get those arms up there, get those pokies thrusting forward, I might stumble and fall and flop around on the ground like a fish out of water.
Let’s put this lady together, shall we? Give this situation a little analysis:
hair-do bandanna is a little country bumpkin, a little hoodlum
rolled up tanktop is white, thin, and just damn perfect
nice d-cups, possibly DD, possibly fake but with just enough droop to make us slobber
tummy is tight enough to nibble on
little black thong that might’ve fit better a few years ago
hips and thighs are built for action
skintone says “HI!”
big hoop earrings tell us she wants some attention
did I mention the pokies?
This kind of reminded me of this post, which I just reread and laughed my ass of. I’m kind of funny when I want to be aren’t I?? 🙂
Update:
We might as well add a little extra goodness and celebrate the finely aged beauties while we can. But I have to be careful and cull out *only* the material pertinent to our title 🙂
Holy mackerel, would you look at this lady? My experienced eye tells me the droop angle of her boobs aren’t enough to be natural. But a pair of bolt-on’s is still better than no pair. And CRIKEY – those nips! Her pokies are literally mercilessly assaulting that poor white sweater. I realize you can’t see her face in this photo, but judging by the neck wattles, she does indeed quality for milf status.
[Sidenote – THIS is probably one of our most popular milf posts of all time.]
We may also want to touch base with this pretty cougar. Fresh from the hair salon with a bit of a pixie cut and a color to hide the gray. Leaned up on her old man’s Lexus; it ain’t fast but it’s luxurious. Knee-high fuck me boots, a teeny-tiny pair of panties that already appear to be wet. And yes, oh yes, a thin cotton shirt with no bra to show off some 50 (?) year old pokies. I have to question whether she leaned back, propped her boots up on the bumper, and spread her legs after this photo was taken.
I realize this lady is not re-donkulously hot. But you guys know the Mona Lisa, right? She is the lady in that famous painting that has that certain smirk, that look on her face that says “I’m gonna rip my clothes off and throw my average but very womanly body on you until you cry”? That’s the vibe I’m getting from this gal. Now, she’s not a grandma, but she’s no spring chicken either. The age thing stops mattering when you realize she has a sweater/hoodie full of DD’s that are sagging I mean begging for your touch.
Ignoring the whole “jeep hair, don’t care” look this mamma has going on, I’m transfixed by her chest. You can actually see the outline of a bra underneath her white shirt, but apparently it just doesn’t stand a chance at containing those raspy nips. You would be smirking too, if every guy on the street that you walked by drooled or bonked their head on nearby lamposts as they were unable to function in your milfy greatness.
Mmm, yeah, love me some tanktops. This girl is smiling sweetly, but seems to know a few dirty things about those braless boobies.
http://youtu.be/fKTkhIPX15w
Realistically, women are meant to run around braless, right? I mean, Eve didn’t wear no bra. When you were a kid, didn’t you run around taking peeks at National Geographic Magazine to check out the boobies of African or Brazilian natives? I guess pimply teenagers these days don’t need a magazine, they just jump on the internet, maybe even with their phones, and see everything the want to see. But my point is, boobies aren’t necessarily meant to be constrained. Maybe that’s why seeing a braless chick appeals to us so much. It calls on our animalistic nature. We hunt, we gather, we stare at boobs.
This girl has quite the teasing stare. Her pokies look exactly like round mounds of yumminess capped with smuggled raisins. Exactly.
It is impossible to hide a big pair of DD’s. (Or maybe even bigger?) This gal has doctored them up with a tanktop, actually more of a camisole since it’s all lacey and frilly, and she has tossed in a dose of pigtail mania, but still those big boobies cannot be denied.
Talk about a beer and a smile. Imagine going to a party and catching a glimpse of this beauty across the room. Now I know you usually geek it up and have no approach skills whatsoever, let’s ignore that part. Her shirt is completely unbuttoned with the exception of that last little gem. Her boobs are perky and dying for you to nuzzle them. Those nipples are so pointy and accessible.
And here we have a couple of artistic black and white goddesses who’s bustiness just can’t be denied. These might be from the same photoset, but they are of different women. And that’s great, because we like different women don’t we? A little bit of strange? Something unfamiliar? A new gal a couple of times per day would keep us young forever.
