Billie Eilish’s Boobs are Worth a Look

Posted on January 20, 2024 by Mr. Pokies

Billie Eilish is quite the individual. She is sort of punk rock, sort of grunge. She says she is bi, vegan, and doesn’t mind visiting her parents even though she’s rich and young. Also, she’s not skinny.

But heyyy, guess what, she has boobs.

Although she presents herself as a tortured soul, she occasionally flops those boobies around. I’m a dude, and I like boobs, so I applaud her when she does this.

I’m kinda thinking these things are d-cups?

She’s 5’3″ tall, so d-cups are nothing to sneeze at. She claims she’s had these girls since she was young, so I guess she’s gotten used to them by now.

It’s semi-rare to find her braless and showing them off, so you’re welcome.

There was some kind of Billie nude leak a while back. I didn’t exactly hire a private investigator to get the scoop, so it is hard to tell what’s real and what’s not. A video I saw was of someone who looked kinda like her wearing a mumu and bouncing up and down on a dude’s dong on a train. Not exactly thrilling. I’ll stick with her cleavage.

I added a nice pokie pic of Ms Applegate.

And a compromising view of Alyssa.

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Braless Selfies Keep Boobs Front and Center

Posted on January 19, 2024 by Mr. Pokies

When she showed up for our date, I was floored. Wow, she was gorgeous.

She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, with minimal makeup.

She was wearing a short khaki skirt and her legs looked good enough to eat. Long, muscular, tan, she must be a tennis pro.

She was wearing a white turtleneck, and very obviously no bra. Her nipples poked out against the thin fabric, hard and proud.

I could not quite come to grips with her boobs. Why wasn’t she wearing a bra? Surely she knew her nipples were on display. Was she doing that intentionally? Was it a signal she was trying to send to me? Or to everyone else?

She had heavy, solid looking c-cup tits. They wiggled and bounced as she clomped along in her high heels. They even shifted and moved when she re-crossed her legs sitting at the dinner table across from me. Definitely all-natural.

We had some polite, introductory conversation for the first few minutes. It was a first date, after all. About the time our salads arrived, and there was a break in the conversation, the subject of panties dawned on me. If she was not wearing a bra, maybe she showed up not wearing panties too? I nearly choked on a cherry tomato. Those legs were incredible, and her hips and flat stomach I’m sure were world-class. Crossing and re-crossing those legs… was she commando under there?

By the way, I updated Leicht’s page…

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Boating Boobs Get Wild and Free

Posted on January 14, 2024 by Mr. Pokies

One time I went boating with my buddy. He was recently divorced, and spent every weekend out on the lake in his boat picking up chicks. He spent every dime he had on gasoline and alcohol.

He told me a lady friend of his would be going, but I had no idea what I was in for.

When I showed up to the dock mid-morning, this petite little brunette was flip-flopping around helping him load the boat and get ready to cast off. She was wearing an oversized white t-shirt that just barely covered her buns. I was pretty sure she had a banging body under there somewhere, and I was eager to find out.

We spent maybe thirty or forty-five minutes boating out to a sandbar where this guy liked to party. His hunny just sat in the back of the boat and chilled. Maybe she was still hung over from the night before.

When we got to the sandbar, you could tell activities were still ramping up there. It wasn’t crowded yet, but it was getting that way. There were chicks everywhere in bikinis, a feast for the eyes.

The gal on our boat shotgunned a beer, took off her hat and sunglasses, stripped off that t-shirt and threw it in the floor of the boat. The body she revealed made me want to cry and beg and plead and howl at the moon.

Her tits were gigantic and teardrop shaped. I could see her crazy hard nipples under the fabric of her bikini top. And man, there wasn’t much fabric there. The bottom of her bikini attached to the tiny squares at the top with little strings. And her labia were so clearly outlined with the world’s awesomest cameltoe that I thought there was some kind of joke being played on me.

This picture reminds me of that day.

side note – I added some wedding titties.

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College Student Downblouse Boobs

Posted on January 8, 2024 by Mr. Pokies

The professor was so insistent – he kept telling me to check the book. He would point to certain pages and insist that I read them to him. Again and again. He was driving me nuts. It felt like it was going on forever, and was so frustrating.

It wasn’t until later that I started wondering if he was looking down my shirt.

Maybe it was all a farce?

The library was quiet as always, but even more importantly it was sparsely attended. Not many people around to watch him be a perv, if that was what he was doing.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

On the one hand, I was proud of my body. My boobs have unlocked a lot of doors for me over the years. I’m not going to lie, I capitalize on my looks.

And yes, to be honest, I had worn an outfit that was fairly revealing to the meet-up with the professor. He was mildly attractive, in a nerdy, bookish sort of way. I have occasionally fantasized about him. What would he be like in bed? Was he starved for attention? Did his wife ever give him any? What would he do with me, to me?

I had worn a tight blue skirt with a button-up dress shirt. I debated for a few minutes before pulling off my bra in the car in the parking lot. First of all, my tits are too big to walk around all the time with no bra. They jiggle and bounce uncomfortably, and would probably give me a black eye. Second of all, I wanted to catch the professor’s eye, and knew unfettering my giant jugs would do the trick.

I even unbuttoned my shirt four or five buttons!

But as I started doing research in the library, and as the professor started frustrating me more and more, I more or less forgot about being provocative or flirting.

But I don’t think he forgot. I think he had me bent over the desk reading out of that book so he could look down my shirt, that dirty old man.

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