It’s a lazy afternoon here. And I am thinking about Katie Morgan yet again. Katie and this oomphy babe known as Pamela Anderson. Pamela struck the world and me with her luscious curves that were shaped into her back in the form of a pair of delicious behinds. The moment she ran in Baywatch, several men – and me included – did not quite know what to do when her behind jigged from left to right and filled the television screen.
And then of course, the camera went up to settle on that oh-so-sexy pair of breasts. She had silicone in them – yes – but they suited her and many a times in my fantasies, I have had her in my bedroom next to me with those breasts nudging my hands… Such bliss, such satisfaction they did give. I wonder why she hasn’t done porn in the true sense of the word. I’d take a vacation for a week and watch her moan in bed…
Katie Morgan! Sigh! Those hips seduce your gaze into her behind. And from there, your eyes wander to her breasts – nice, proportionate and lusty breasts. These are breasts that ask to be suckled, to be made love to, to be bitten in ecstasy…
As for the navel, oh senora! It’s just a point from where I let my eyes travel down to her groin… (I have an erection as I am writing all this.) She must have been Aprodhite in mythical Greece. That vulva is one I’d love to grab, fondle, kiss, explore, suckle, thrust into…
Women! They never look so good!:)
