I like saying that word:  nipples.  Nnnnnipples.  Areola.  That one isn’t as fun.  Areolae!  Areolae!  When you say it in a high pitched voice and pretend like you’re Beavis, it’s a little better.

Getting to the point, here is my woman Pamela Anderson walking with some bozo Canadian Guards and WHOA! Wait a goddam MINUTE! Did Pamela forget her bra? That is some major nipple action, surely she has a brassiere on under that silky (slutty) dress. Nope, no bra in sight. What a surprise. Pamela does own some bras, but generally she only puts them on when she wants to get her man all worked up for sex.

I’ve posted many times about Pam, but I’m too lazy today to give you links to the previous posts. Use the damn search box over there in the top right corner, would ya’? Geez, do I have to wipe your ass for you too? lol