Sunoverbeach wrote:One day, not so long ago, in a land not too far away, Drafter was out searching for Cros. He searched high and low. He searched over hill and dale. He searched every bush and left no stone unturned. Suddenly, a hellacious gust of wind blew in from the north. The wind was so strong, it ripped the top off of the curvaceous lady jogging past him. Boobage was on full display for the whole world to see... except for Drafter. So intent was he on his search for Cros, that he didn't even notice.
Poor Drafter
Fake news. As much as we'd like to find CROS... some nice boobs take precedent.
Not big watermelon droopy or medically enhanced ones, nicely shaped natural ones.