Ha, fooled you didn't I? You probably thought my constant obsession with Kelly Brook
finally crossed over into homicidal lunacy. Nah, nothing like that now that I have my pills nearby at all times. Just a little post bare titty
malaise now that she's back to doing the front stoop smile thing as usual. Not that I'm complaining. I'll take Kelly however I can get her. I'm still having flashes of huge boobs running through my mind though. Gee, I wonder if she got the urge to run around in the sand at any point in her topless Cancun revelry. Maybe skip really high into the air so that her boobs achieved flight for a moment before bouncing back into position. I think about all those lucky sun rays that traveled so far through space, only to end their run in the most spectacular of ways by slamming headlong into the breadth of Kelly's tits. God I envy those sun rays. That's how I want to go out. Just a head on collision with Kelly's knockers. I'd be one smiling corpse. Okay, I think it's time for my next pill.
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