When Roxanne Miller goes back to school after her summer vacation, there seems to be bigger in size than standard gatherings contemplating to see her walk from class to class on the campus lawn. Her bra-busters jiggle even though they’re secure in their GG cups and her hips and booty swivel from side to side adore a pendulum. There’s a scientific term for this phenomenon.
We can’t await a angel as muscled as Roxanne to go to classes wearing baggy tops and loose-fitting jeans. That won’t do. Fortunately, Roxanne knows how to costume her curves and her bumps for maximum male enhancement. We’re pleasured of her for that. Higher education doesn’t mean beauties need to wear a potato sack. There’s a direct correlation betwixt smart angels and taut, cleavage-revealing tops. Roxanne proves this theory.
“I acquire so much attention for my bra-busters. On the streets, dudes are always yelling after me or I hear ’em saying things. The girls notice my meatballs too. Some of them supplicate me to let ’em touch ’em. I could be tits-sisters with so many beauties!”
Roxanne is a beauty with a plan and wants to proceed her career as a radio DJ in Romania. She is also an actress, make-up artist, blogger, web-cammer, poet, photographer and writer. “I wanna write a book,” says Roxanne. “But I wanna keep it a secret right now.” What secrets does that babe have? Maybe we will investigate one of these days.