When four ta’s go to war. Well, actually totally wonderful things happen. If only all of the world’s problems could be solved with conflict limited to pitting perfect sets of funbags up against one another. Nobody gets hurt. Everybody gets happy peeks. The Battle of the Boobtastic
remains my dream.
And speaking of dreams, what about the outrageously hot Sam Cooke throwing down the perfect teats against brunette succulent Courtnie Quinlan who has men throwing flowers in her path as she travels the streets of London. As so they both deserve. Though, today, here and now and in this place, only one of these two luscious lasses may go home the winner, the other, treated to a bath of humble. It’s up to you to decide. In your ten thousand hours of experience examining boobtastic, in your opinion, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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It’s time. The every seventh day chest conquering gala we like to call the Battle of the Boobtastic. That once a week permission slip for girls to exercise their competitive juices with their hands down at their sides and me looking to capture those juices in a mason jar and save for a lonely day. This week’s contestants in the finest funbag competition this side of my Uncle Joe’s GILFs galore setup out by the old highway. are the newly blonde streaked Holly Peers, a true champ of the chestal skills, and Lucy Collett, a redheaded ball of fluffy wonder who I’d shank any one of you in the showers for two minutes and eleven seconds of conjugal time.
These two lades are both deserving of more than anything we could ever give them. Still, let’s hand one of them a victory today in the Battle of the Boobtastic. In your savant opinion, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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Oh, baby, I mean, babies, babes, or just boobtastic. It’s time for our weekly tradition of gathering up two of the fairest funbagged wenches in all eleven counties and pitting them pears one against the next until a victor in the Battle of the Boobtastic is once more declared. Some have described this weekly tournament as barbaric, actually, that was my mom who said that. But most recognize it as a valid a sport as golf, only, you know, an actual sport.
This week’s vying vixens for the title of best puppies is the buxom hottie Sabine Jemeljanova wearing glasses to make you suffer extra hard, and Kelly Hall one perfectly alluring smiled and stacked woman of the sextastic arts. I don’t envy your job of selecting suckling wonderments between these two fine brunettes, but select you must. In you experienced opinion, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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There’s really no reason to take two perfectly friendly glamorous girls with ridiculously hot bodies and force them into brutally honest chestal competition. Okay one reason. It’s really fun. The notion that you could have one of these set tremendous peaches perched over your drooling maw, let alone two battling it out for the right to perch. Wow, that’s like doubling down on the dream. I admire the ambition.
This week’s Battle of the Boobtastic features two of my all-time favorite all-stars, India Reynolds and her cheeky sweetness taking on Holly Peers, a woman for whom I’d root for the Raiders if she told me it made her hot. That’s a big give. She’s a big hot girl. For your part, it is the role to decide the winner, and, ergo, the not winner. In your opinion, between these two super fine vixens, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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Sometimes, you just need to lay your cards on the table. Other times, you need to take your top off and see who has the finer funbags. I encourage my male friends to stick to the former. Pretty please. While I highly cajole my hottie glamour model lady friends to go for the chesty competitions. There are no real losers when four perfect pillows go to war. Just different shades of awesome.
This week’s Battle of the Boobtastic features veteran blonde hottie Rhian Sugden of the au naturally hot school vs. Lacey Banghard of the ‘say my name, bitch’ dreamscape of female dominant positioning. Oh what a battle we have today. Now, I turn the virtual microphone over to you to cast your deciding vote. Between these two spectacles of the topless sextastic, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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The time has come to put aside our peace pipes for a moment to celebrate the jousting of two jaunty lasses, lovely ladies engaged in the arena of the racktastic, going nipple to nipple in the feverishly hot contest we like to call The Battle of the Boobtastic. There are no losers, only various degrees of wanton lust and epic desire. Such as all conflict should be.
This week’s entries into the mammarial battle zone are the blondishly bodacious Sam Cooke, a veteran of such chest bumps, and Mellisa Clarke, no stranger to sweater puppy street battles of hero own. Two cagy veterans, four deliciously perfect engorged funbags. It’s time for you to decide. Between these two girls I could never ever have, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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There are two things you never want to stand in the way of. An out of control septic tank flushing truck and two hot ladies with stellar chesty treats determined to round off in the Battle of the Boobtastic. Though, really, if you had to choose only one, I’d choose getting in the mix of the boob battle.
This weeks two who dared to bare for the glory of Rome and Gentleman Oglers are Nicole Neal, a blonde hottie of extraordinary hot bodily talents and Lucy Collett, the ginger topped curvaceous dreamboat of my nightly REM sleep fantasies. I’d like both girls leave cracker crumbs in my bed. Hot sweet sextastic crumbs. But only one can strut away today wearing the virtual crown of champions. It’s up to you to make the Solomonesque decision, between these two perfect gals, whose ta-ta’s reign supreme?
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