Posts Tagged ‘fianchi impregnati di grasso’

QTPie more beautiful than before!

April 1, 2015

I love your shelf booty, QTPie! I do wonder about her measurements nowadays.

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Kim Rogers SSBBW super jiggly walk

June 9, 2013

This is the amazing Kim Rogers aka Miss Hollywood Texas. She is a Goddess endowed with very fat hips. They jiggle wildly as she walks across the lot in her platform shoes. Men stare at her very feminine curves. Her hips are soft and full of life, with lots of meat to play with. Can you imagine slap those bulging hips and see all that junk move. It’s pure cellulite. A mountain of jiggly beauty.

I can see teenagers getting hard as she passes by. All those hormones, and all these curves. And what if she walks right next to them, so they hear the sound of her cellulite as it bounces. She stops in front of one, the shiest one, and she lets him touch her. Everybody looks at him as puts a hand right on her hip, and moves the big mound.

It’s so soft he can’t believe it.

A guy who’s known to like skinny models reaches over. Kim lets him touch her hips only once. She is only for the shy boy. Noone else is allowed to mess with her.

The chosen lover can’t stop touching her. His hands are all over her curves. He goes from the hips into the gulf of her waist. He’s never seen that kind of curves. He indulges on the booty shelf. It’s so big and chunky. So beautiful to pat.

As he’s seduced by those curves, she bends over a bit and smothers his body gently, against the wall. She has so much padding it’s like a caress. His erected penis in particular pushes against her watery opulence and disappears in it. Her fat is heavy and beautiful. It keeps moving, and bouncing, and moving, and massages him. The bubbles of cellulite are visible through her dress. Soon he comes, holding onto the girth of her massive hips.

Her Epicurean abundance fully contains his spasms of pleasure.

The magnificence of Jenni’s very fat hips

May 2, 2012

Jenni's opulence
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L’ampiezza di quei fianchi è veramente da fine del mondo. Gli slip che si insaccano nel lardo, le montagne di cellulite, la profondità del culo, le morbide insenature della vita… è una dea da venerare e coccolare, accarezzare e nutrire, nutrire molto…

OPULENZIA: the Seventh Obscene Chapter

May 22, 2011

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I quickly got rid of my pants and plunged back on the couch. Carmela removed her robe, standing in front of me in just her bra-top and panties. My aunt is a curvy matron, with the boobs of a cow and the hips of Venus. Big, fat bubbles of cellulite all over her legs and buttocks, softer than marshmallows. Yes, she is big, and she is proud of her very pronounced curves. She is a vision of lust and maternity, forbidden pleasure, and home at the same time.

Carmela slowly pulled down her panties, that kept getting buried into the giant pools of fat on her sides. “Tua zia à grassa come una vitella,” used to say my uncle, while caressing her all over. My uncle loved her a lot. I remember him often reaching over to squeeze her thighs and hug her all the time. She always laughed, letting him do whatever he wanted on her body, while often looking at me when his hands were full. To me they were an example of pure joy: one being, with a male and a (very) female part, living life to the fullest.

Her hips were extremely wide: if I stretched my arms as wide as possible, I would barely be able to reach around them. Some months earlier, fantasizing about her, I had estimated she was 110 inches around: fact is, since then she gained weight again! And now that I was seeing her curves in the naked, I know she was much more than that. As I said, she literally had to dig her panties out of her own flesh. Aveva due cosce inzuppate di lardo, tempestate di bolle di pura cellulite.


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“My hips are so fatty,” she added with content, justifying with some pride the effort she had to undertake in order to remove her slips. Even if the fabric was soft and stretchy, it just couldn’t help to fall into the creaminess of her wide hips. Or thighs, actually. Where did the hips end and thighs begin anyway? Her derriere must have been twenty five inches tall. Such a huge mountain of cellulite.

“Zia, do you have any muscles on your hips?” I asked her, taking all the courage I had left in me.
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Babydoll Bombshell e il miracolo della vita

January 22, 2010


Non so a voi, ma io quando vedo una bombolona così stesa sulla spiaggia mi immagino un pubblico di avventori che assiste al miracolo della vita. La Dea santifica il suo servo più devoto concedendogli in dote l’Abbondanza che ha sempre sognato.
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