Humpday Huzzah! Holly Peers Faptastic Funbags Ever So Perfect in Zoon

 

I feel like I haven’t seen Holly Peers perfect chesty delights in forever. Even an hour away from her nurturing mammaries is too long for any man, let alone a baby, to endure.

Featured in this month’s Zoo magazine, Holly shows why she doesn’t need much styling or set decoration, let alone wardrobe, to be the belle of the visual ball. She’s the kind of neighbor lady you hope doesn’t install shades because she assumes nobody would be crazy enough to build a fifty-foot ladder of thatch and gum just to peek into her boudoir. Those are the kind of neighbor ladies that have yet to live next door to me. I’d build an escalator to the moon for the chance to see Holly lotioning her perfect jugs each evening. Then I’d never get off of it. Damn, Holly, you get me every time. Enjoy.