Apples and oranges? No, we’re talking melons here. Voluptuous Lola’s big, juicy melons.
Her name is Lola. She is a showgirl, not a fruit stand owner.
Dave blogged about Lola last January, and it’s safe to say that he was impressed. So was I and so was Maria, who put her in the Holiday ’11 V-mag. To prove that absence does make the hard grow harder, Lola’s back at SCORELAND with fresh photos and a video.
This time, Lola put on a fishnet dress and got into a bathtub with a bunch of floating green apples. Maybe the photographer couldn’t find melons that morning. Or the apples were meant to be photographically symbolic of something, like Eve and the apple.
Lola’s full name isn’t Lola Apples like our American dancer/model Candy Apples. Maybe Lola just likes apples. Aroma scientists claim that the scent of green apples reduces stress and headaches in women. Maybe Lola likes the scent. But vibrators can do that, too.
Anyway, a couple of things are 100% certain and provable. Lola has a beautiful face and body and spectacular, homegrown melons. She’s very sexy and she’s always smiling. She has mad toy skills.
I admit that the Czech Republic can chalk up another victory in the International Boobs Race (IBR) thanks to Lola, a race America is clearly losing to east and west Europe and England.
This really burns my bacon. Where are all the American challengers to Czech girls like Lola? How can a tiny nation of 10 million people produce so many top-notch busty girls who enjoy nude modeling while my country hopelessly lags behind in a recessionary period of big-tit growth? American girls with E-cups and bigger need some kind of wake-up call. And the Czechs make better beer than we do, adding insult to injury. I need to get this country back on top in the IBR.
All I can say is, American woman, Be A SCORE Model.
A SCORELAND member named Basenji1 will be very pleased to see Lola back again. “She has the full package,” he commented back in January. “She ranks along with Arianna Sinn.” Praise doesn’t get any higher than that. Hopefully, we’ll connect again with Lola.
I may not be a poet. But when it comes to apples and melons, I know it.
