Marisa Miller Braless

Yessireebob. That’s what I say when somebody asks me “Son, have you seen Marisa Miller’s boobs lately?” The affirmative, because she don’t mind showing them off, the emphasis because, well I like ’em alawt. She has that little mole thing on her RH boob. I’m not so much into that. Moles are for the garden. They can help give your yard a little texture, keep it from looking all flat and boring you know? But not the boobs, keep my boobs clean of all moles and skin tags, thanks. Marisa is 33 years old, no spring chicken. So things happen. Get a couple of spots of cellulite here and there, some moles from all the pre-cancerous legions that result from baking your skin in the UV. Buzzkill you say? Hey, I wouldn’t kick her out of bed even if she was on chemo.

Usually, I like me some red-ass lipstick. But Marisa looks very comely in her pale tan or pink or whatever color lipstick that is. Very sophisticated looking. And I like her hair, and has pretty eyes. Would you listen to me? I sound like I’m trying to make up for the fact that I’m slobbering all over her braless breasts by complimenting the rest of her looks. Don’t worry. Not the case. I’m just fixating. I’ll move on to the next girl soon enough.

Marisa was kind of a big deal. She was a SI swimsuit gal, she did some nudie stuff. Glad I could introduce her to you.