Models remind us that we should strive for excitement whenever we take our clothes off. Even if there’s nobody but you in the room, remove your shirt as if you have contraband strapped all over your body and you’re trying to sell it on the street. “Wanna buy a boob?” you ask your nightstand.
After spending some time in Chillville (where things were generally aight), we thought it’d be nice to swing over to (Samantha) Gradoville and see the sights. We saw sheer panties, ass crack, nipples, all sorts of tights and heels, and the strangely alluring image of a gorgeous woman sitting with poor posture.
It’s as if we’re looking at a woman who was formed in the deep crust of the Earth: her eyelids, lips, cheeks, nails, and nipples are rich gems that only needed the slightest cut and an easy polish to blast their luster into our eyes. And speaking of lust in
Androgyny: You love it. You know we love it. Ain’t it incredible how a pair of suspenders and some sporty shorts on an ulta-feminine body – including some fantastic round tits and legs for days – can make an image a total genderfuck?
Let it be known: we love see-through bras. Depending on the situation, we love them even more than naked boobs (gasp)! Here, Samantha Gradoville performs an ode to the bra with a view. Ok, so maybe it’s not the most epic ode ever dedicated to anyone or anything ever, but