I’m not sure you thought that through…
I remember the first pair of boobs I ever saw weren’t actually fully unclothed, in fact they weren’t unclothed at all. They were completely clothed but yet almost fully exposed.
In these dark and dismal days…
In these dark and dismal days we all wish for a glimmer of something golden – like the sun rising again in the morning, or a wondrous view of some fantastic boobs.
There is nothing like the thrill of unintentional boob…
Summer is a great time for the boob watcher, with clothing looser and less of it. The potential for a quick flash of something fantastic from a woman we really like, or from a stranger, who all remain non-the-wiser.
