I wanna thank about four or five (mebbe even six or seven given the day) ladies I work with/around my office for sharing the beauty of their busty, full-figured and thick selves with my mind on a weekly basis.
The soft-spoken, freckly, red-haired goddess in the photo department whose name I keep forgetting, seeing your thick bountiful curves gives me joy. Thank you for sharing.
The long, semi-frizzy-haired brunette copy girl with the deliciously soft belly-dancer body and even deliciousier pendulous breasts which levitate above your belly that makes me wanna come up behind you and hold you all day long. Thank you for sharing.
Danica, the plus-sized Chinese girl with the obscenely thick DSL lips and a D-cup rack that is unfairly being bound by a brasseire screaming to burst, who always wears head-to-toe black & stiletto heeled boots like the second coming of Tura Satana. Thank you thank you thank you for sharing.
Evelyn, the voluptuous, Gaia-bodied Latina with the deep, round, lashy, come-hither eyes...I haven't forgotten the time the slave gang (us peons) all hung out drinking one night at a downtown bar for your birthday and you told us about how the man painting the outside of your old apartment looked in the window to your room and saw you naked as you were getting dressed cuz you were in a hurry and forgot to close the blinds. Oh, the cock-hardening seredipity of what he must've seen versus what I strain to imagine everytime I watch you walk towards me down the hallway as my eyes track the
swang of your natural, heavy boobs...thank you for sharing.
To Katharine, the occassionally potty-mouthed assistant editor who, in contrast to the above ladies, is long, slender and very much an A-cup up top...which doesn't make you any
less desirable in my eyes...because you have a pretty and fun-loving face, a nice long nose (another fetish of mine), thick brunette hair out of a classic Francesco Scavullo model photo...and a lean midsection that progresses almost immediately to wide, flaring, rounded hips that cap off a delicious ass. With our work relationship being the closest and most refreshingly casual amongst all the women I've mentioned here, I almost feel like a cad to admit that damn near everytime you walk away from me after we've closed another Friday session together...I imagine your body on a bed or bent over a table, clad in nothing but sheer stockings, your pale naked ass up in the air with those flaring hips being perfect, natural grips for my hands to clasp around as I slam into you from behind with unabashed lust and perhaps love as well. And then after I have spent myself inside you with a strangled cry of passion, I would turn you over to suck and chew on those baby teats of yours like a newborn at feeding time until I fall asleep in blissful post-orgasmic happiness.
Thank you for sharing.
And thank you, Pixies people, for listening to my slightly off-the-topic onanistic fantasia concerning Katharine. 
