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Daily dose of jiggling cellulite

July 30, 2017

So bubbly and soft…

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Il cuscino di carne di Sadie

July 13, 2016


Appoggiati sul mio cuscino di carne
tutto caldo, tutto morbido
tutta cellulite, pura
acquosa come il latte
ma più burrosa

bury your face in my hip
grab it from both sides
and squeeze it, suckle it
savor it
so warm, so soft

E’ tutto grasso, caro
Ti piace il culone della zia?
Immergiti nelle onde della mia carne, sono un mare
di grasso, stringimi, baciami
Mi voglio ingrassare i fianchi

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Oh infinite Pear Bottoms, Goddess at MercedesBBWPears…

February 8, 2011

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O Dea infinita, graziami con la tua dote di carne e virtù. Graziami con il tuo peso, e la morbidezza dell’abbondanza. Oh Dea, graziami con i tuoi fianchi ingrassati, carichi di acqua. Mostrami ti prego quanto sono essi molli e soffici, profondi come un mare primordiale, il brodo grasso della vita. Tu mi nutri e mi sazi, Dea mia, e porti vita nella mie tenebre. Concedimi di mostrare la tua bellezza e il mio godimento agli occhi spenti dei piu’, affinche’ si convincano di quanto piacere tu puoi recare.

(Seriously consider joining! It’s hard to see such curves all in one place!)

Lushes Thunder: 482 lb, 219 kg

January 10, 2011

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Lushes Thunder has been asked on Twitter how much her beauty weights. And the answer is… fourhundredeightytwo pounds. 482 pounds!

Duecentodieci chili: guardate com’e’ fiera di quelle cosce cosi’ obese, di quella pancia e quelle guance da bella maialona. E rendetevi conto che li’ sopra in cima al suo culo ci sono come minimo due spanne di lardo accumulate una sull’altra. Una montagna di lardo, una montagna di cellulite.

I also asked her how much she measures around the fattest point of her thighs. I hope she answers.

Farrah Foxx excitement (or how big thighs can change the course of your day)

November 26, 2010

If you work in an office, do you occasionally get hard-ons while you tap away at your computer? That what happened to me today. Continuous hard-ons, one after the other. And my mind would constantly drift toward the unique sensual grace that belongs to Farrah Foxx.

I just love her. I love her big, meaty thighs. I’d love to meet her just to squeeze them and show her how beautiful she is. But most of all I love her smile, which makes her curves even softer. There’s something so sensual in the way she smiles.

So I was typing away and just doing my job, then somehow an image of her quickly stormed my mind. Then it left, quickly as it came. Or so I thought. But then, slowly, I started feeling my cock getting harder, and harder, and harder. In front of me I just had my monitor, some text, and the aseptic environment of my workplace. Nothing else. Despite all this, the image of Farrah’s sweet smile was somehow vivid in my mind, and together with her abundant curves she took over me. Thank god for cubicles!

I saw Farrah covered in lace, gently hiding her gorgeous softness with the thinnest and most delicate of all garments. She is magnificent, my own Arabian Nights’ Sharāzād. I could almost feel the exquisite texture of her skin underneath the lacy stuff. She is very juicy.

Then she takes my hand and puts her on her thigh.

“Squeeze my fat thighs, sweetie. Squeeze them…”

Her legs feel like silos of pure fat. So beautiful. I saw a woman today in San Francisco with thighs like that, big fat rolls of meat, and she was wearing a miniskirt. Big, chunky craters of cellulite. No stockings. She was a business lady, elegant buttoned up shirt, and matching short skirt. With giant fat legs jiggling everywhere as she walked quickly down Montgomery Street.

How could I not think about Farrah? Plus, Farrah has even bigger ones.

“Do you like my big thighs, sweetie?”

“Oh my dear Farrah, I love them. I love how fat they are.” Next thing I know my face is buried into her hips. I love to suckle her cellulite. Kiss it and chew it between my lips. Savor it. Lick it, and suck on it. Farrah’s cellulite is the softest and I could fondle it for years.

“You like my fat, honey?”

You know, one thing I love about Farrah is that I can totally see her talk like that. Sweetly yet in a perverted way. Her eyes are pure eroticism. Her softness, the most angelic sin.

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