When Beverly Paige walks, all eyes track her movements like she has a built-in GPS unit inside her bra band. Those 2 boys are drooping out when they spot Beverly leaving a building. One of ’em makes a wager with the other that Beverly’s bumpers are real. His ally says that clothes can make a angel look bustier than that babe actually is.
He calls her over and she walks to the van, her funbags bouncing a pleased tune. That chap explains his bet to Beverly and asks her if she’ll come over to his apartment and prove that that babe has natural mellons. And maybe she’ll glamour model for him too? Beverly is game to go and off they head to his place.
The debate proceeds and Beverly decides to prove how bigger in size than typical she’s, ‘coz “seeing is believing.” That babe removes her enormous top and reveals ’em her gigantic mounds incarcerated in their bra-prison. More proof is needed so Beverly releases ’em for admirable behavior. The bettor acquires rid of his buddy so this chab can put the moves on Beverly, beginning with getting her to exchange out her Goth gal clothes for a tight top and denim Daisy Dukes that buck has generously provided.
In advance of long, Beverly’s getting her nipps sucked. ‘cuz when you’re alone with a hotty adore Beverly Paige, you’ve got to play with her great fullsome funbags, for starters.