A Tale of Two Titties
The crowd out side Bailey Santanna‘s chateau grows restless. When will this big breasted aristocrat make an appearance at her window and flash her milk sacks, or as the French call Them, “les gros seines.” Bailey is defiant with this rabble. “Let ‘em eat slit,” that babe says haughtily, fanning her sexy vagina. Where’s Jean Valjean when he’s needed? Bailey liked dressing for this Voluptuous glamour photoshoot. She enjoys wearing costumes and role playing. “On an commonplace day, I’ll costume like any other grungy San EUGENE kid, but if it is a worthy party, I’ll be in some actually nutty suit coz that’s my job. I make costumes,” Bailey said. She goes to the Burning Charmer desert festival for their annual freak out. “Burning Dude has a fashion style. It is like tons of fur, legwarmers and arm warmers. Lots of remarkable costumes. Little hats with kitty ears and stickers on the ears. Little pajamas that are like kitty pajamas with tails on ‘em and ram. Insane space-girl skirts. It is kind of a outlandish mish-mash. Really, usually I spend a scarcely any days going marvelous much stripped coz it is actually, indeed hot, and that’s one of the small in number places u can be naked the whole time. And the other half of the time, I’ll wear big fur jackets with potty costumes.” The naked part sounds really precious.
