Boobs

Boobs The world it seems or I have found revolves around these squishy mounds from first breath babes attach to them and men seemed almost latched to them and I who am known very well to fall under the female spell must say that life would be so drab without a boob to paint or grab Please forgive if I get crude but can I have you in the nude? I so enjoy your ample chest and think unwrapped would suit me best Come in my parlour dearest child, come to the bed and let’s go wild