Pictures say more than words, dear Fingers. Your first example is beauty embodied, the second one is hired from a fairground....
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Pictures say more than words, dear Fingers. Your first example is beauty embodied, the second one is hired from a fairground....
Well put, Smithee.
My first view of (almost) naked real living and breathing women was at a fairground, though, in the late 1950s. I think it was 1s (£0.05) to get into the shows, which was not nothing in those days. We used to save up weeks in advance of a fair's arrival. The anticipation was exquisite.
No pumped-up tits then.
The next most popular show was the Wall of Death, and I've been addicted to naked women and motorcycles ever since.
And a quick grope on the Ghost Train for the lucky lads (and lasses).
Some more. Some vintage. Some things never change.
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I think it's time for another stroll down Mammary -- er -- Memory Lane . . .
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Shiver me timbers! This is absolutely exquisite.
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Outstanding!
I think I know this girl: http://www.facialforum.net/attachmen...7&d=1259216272