Wouldn’t you love to have this kind of bellydancer at your bachelor party? With her magnificent ebony skin, the softness of Mother Earth, and the grace of a queen? With those abundant mounds of breast flesh (very generously exposed), jiggling to the rhythm of your lust? Or what about having the meaty thighs of such an amazon around you instead of some skinny girl’s bones?
Hug a BBW. Embrace her opulence, dive into her. Marry her. Adore her.