a blast from the past
Met a girl tonight whom I was more or less caught staring at for some time, largely because she reminded me of the phenomenally slim-n-stacked and super-cute Eva of TopHeavyAmateurs acclaim. Unfortunately the girl I met didn’t have anywhere near Eva’s 34FFs, it was more her facial cut and hair color and design that triggered my photoboobgraphic memory. So there I was, first staring at this lass and then chatting her up, all the while rummaging through the depths of my big boob trunk of knowledge and attempting to fish out the name and stats of that girl she made me contemplate. As soon as I got in, I reminded myself of these boobs from yesteryear:
(and no, I didn’t get lucky. I’m writing this at this hour after all! But with a C-cup at best, does it really even matter?)
