August 9, 2014 by Dave
Amy Anderssen took her talents to South Beach.
Today at SCORELAND, GGG-cup Amy Anderssen busts onto Miami Beach with photos and videos of her around town. Plus, another photo set and video of Amy looking like some kind of Jessica Rabbit fantasy.
On Sunday, blonde Holly Brooks puts on a tit show, stuffs two fingers inside her tight pussy and licks the girly juices off her fingers.
Gaper alert! You just have to see the upcoming photos of Holly’s gaping asshole.
Now, you might be asking yourself, “Why is Holly’s asshole gaping?”
Good question.
And now for an update on the busty girl who works at the hamburger joint: As I said, we went there for lunch on Friday. She was there, working the register. Alas, the restaurant was super-busy, and she was training some kid who probably didn’t realize that the girl training him has the body of a SCORE Girl. Or at least I think she does.
Holly Brooks can't believe the size of her tits.
I know, I know. I saw what I saw on Tuesday. Big boobs and a tiny waist. But when a girl is as thin as this girl and is dressed in a fast-food uniform, you start questioning your judgment. Those things are bulky and unflattering.
But now that I think about it, I might be right. One of my co-workers noticed that the trainee was stealing glances at busty girl’s body.
Anyway, between her training this kid and the big crowd, we never got to pitch to her the idea of posing for SCORE. We did solve the mystery of her ethnicity. She’s Middle Eastern. And when she saw us walk in, she said to one of my co-workers, “Did he tell you he almost ran me over the other day?”
And my co-worker said, “No, but he told me about your big tits.”
No, he didn’t say that.
Anyway, we’ll try again next week. Sorry to disappoint you, but sometimes these things take time. Hey, I want to see her tits as much as you do.
August 7, 2014 by Dave
I think the girl I'm talking about has a body like Lillian Faye's, but she might be slimmer and bustier.
Today, we’re going to start a little journey.
Now, granted, this journey could end tomorrow.
Or it could result in a long, beautiful relationship with a super-slim, super-busty babe, culminating in her being voted Newcomer of the Year.
Where shall I begin? Okay, I will begin at a fast food restaurant in Miami, Florida. A popular joint that serves greasy hamburgers and attracts a regular clientele of sexy Latina babes, most of whom have big booties, some of whom have big tits.This is a place where several SCORE Group editors and art directors go for lunch every Friday afternoon.
Because we go so often, we’ve become pretty friendly with the people who work the front registers. Most of them are very nice. Some of them are girls, and some of those girls are young and pretty. One in particular is friendlier than the others and a little flirty. She’s of unspecified ethnicity. She could be Indian. She could be Middle-Eastern.
But, as far as any of us could tell (Elliot included), none of them are SCORE Girls. Besides, who could tell with the formless, sack-like uniforms they’re always wearing?
Now let’s move ahead to Wednesday afternoon, when I decided to go to this restaurant by myself. On the way back to work, I drove over to the pet store, and crossing the street in front of me was a girl who stopped me in my tracks. She was wearing a tight, short skirt. She had long, thin legs. She was wearing fuck-me pumps. Up top, she was wearing a semi-backless, skin-tight top that hugged her curves. She had a tiny waist. And her tits? Huge!
I mean really big. SCORE big.
Suffice to say she was one of the hottest women I’ve ever seen in person, and when she crossed the street in front of my car, I couldn’t help but stare. My eyes were glued to her rack. It was big and jiggling. Her bust-to-waist ratio was astounding. Think Merilyn.
Maybe she looks a little like Kalila Kane? I don't know. I hope to find out.
When she passed my car, she stopped, turned to me and said, “Hey, what’s up!”
And I rolled down my window and said, “Do I know you?”
Seriously, I thought I had never seen this girl in my life.
And she said. “I’m the cashier at [fill in the name of the restaurant]!”
I was stunned. It was flirty girl. I was speechless, and as she walked back to her car, the only thing on my mind was, “We have to get this girl into SCORE.”
So that’s the story, ladies and gentlemen, and it will continue tomorrow when a bunch of us make our regular visit to the burger joint. If she’s working, one of us is going to ask her if she’d ever considered posing for a men’s magazine.
Now, in most cases, there’s a very slim chance of the girl saying yes. But I don’t think this is one of those cases. This girl is friendly and flirty and she’s told us some things about herself, and the way she was dressed…a girl doesn’t dress that way unless she wants to show off what she has, especially in the middle of the day.
Cross your fingers, Blog readers, This could be great.
Or it could be a total bust.
