"It's so see-through," says Kerry about her white bra, jiggling and adjusting the cups around her perfect cans. "You can even see my nipples. If the guys at home knew what I was wearing under my tee-shirt, they'd get a kick outta that. I must really try to get an under-wired one." Kerry shakes her knockers. The sight is like a tsunami of heavy female flesh. Kerry hears a strange noise that disturbs her. "What's that! I hope no one's watching!" she thinks out loud. Kerry finds a sheer turquoise demi-cup next. "Looks tiny! Oh, that feels awful." It's too small, although her cleavage looks great. Next bra. She finds a bigger, yellow brassiere and shoehorns it on. Another noise startles her. She suspects someone may be peeping. A filthy little meatbeater, perhaps, with his cock sticking out of his cum-stained pants. Spying on busty girls trying on brassieres. Kerry does some fantastic swinging and shaking with the yellow bra on. Her breasts are barely contained from escaping their restraints. She is not satisfied with this tit-sling and must try out another. After strapping it on, she hears another noise, then turns around to confront the peeping pervert.

This video is reminiscent of the DVD Mamazon, in which Alexis Silver, Daylene Rio, Kali West, Shyla Shy, Alia Janine and Rachel Love belong to a lost, ancient tribe of big-boobed women who have never seen a man. When a group of explorers comes upon them in the jungle, the girls invite the men to cum upon them. Here, Arianna emerges from the forest clad in a leopard jungle outfit along with jungle accoutrements, including a spear. "What are you doing in my bush?" Arianna asks, a straight line if we've ever heard one (although Arianna doesn't have a bush; her pussy is shaved bare). "Who are you, stranger? Now I have to capture you. I have to keep you hostage and examine your body." Bring it on, jungle girl! "I've never seen anyone like you," Arianna says as she starts playing with her tits. "All the women from the forest have boobs like mine. I've never touched a man, but I imagine sometimes doing it. I want you to watch me pleasing myself." Okay, we know there's some bullshit in those last lines because all of us have seen Arianna sucking and fucking real men right here on BustyArianna.com. But play along. You'll be rewarded. We promise. By the way, jungle girls have Romanian accents? Well, in Romania they probably do.

Katie Thornton celebrates in front of the magic mirror so you kinda get two Katies in this scene. Many of Katie's followers wish Katie would become a TV weather girl so they could watch her every morning. BigTitKatieThornton: Katie, what do you think are your best features? Katie: I think besides my boobs, my legs are my second best. BigTitKatieThornton: Many would say your face, even big-boob purists. Katie: A lot of women come over to me and ask me if they can touch my boobs. I'll say, "Yeah, go for it." I'm fine with that. I like women. BigTitKatieThornton: Who's better at eating pussy, men or women? Katie: Oh, women, definitely.

Christy loves to masturbate. It is not a secret and frankly, we love that quality about her. So, the whole 'you can dress her up, but you can't take her anywhere' saying applies here. We dressed Christy up for a nice dinner and told her to wait a few minutes so we could gather up our things and head out. About two minutes later, Christy was hollering at us to whip out our cameras because she wanted to be naked and she wanted to cum right then and there. How could we say no to that? Our favorite part was when she got on her head and she twisted herself into one of her amazing fuck-pretzel poses on this chair. Then showed us how she could work a dildo without any hands. Oh, Christy. You are so talented and bendy. How could we not fall in love with you every time we see you naked?

Government historians have supressed the truth for years but now the facts can be revealed. Believe it or not. There once lived a tribe of unusually busty Englishwomen called the Soboobas. They led an isolated existence in the dense forests not far from Nottingham, where they lived off the land and also lapdanced for extra wampum. It was very difficult for them to find properly fitting brassieres so they dressed in fake animal skins. The Soboobas were raised by scouts for the Cleveland Indians and Atlanta Braves, who trained them in the art of Tomahawk swinging and pole dancing. At times, demented men (resembling LinseysWorld videographers) would stumble out of the forest, mumbling words that sounded like "hooters" and "tentpole." No one believed their ridiculous babble until one brave, hopelessly insane man returned with one hand clenched around a video cassette, the other round his peacepipe. The princess of the Soboobas was called Boobahontas. This is her story. Until Disney remakes it. Let's roll the video tape, and watch where you swing that ax, baby!