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Tits: A place for your face or storage space?

May 20, 2010 by Maria

I want to give you a little background on how the blogging process goes for me.

You see, on any given day, at any given moment, I can be working on V-Mag or BootyLicious or Leg Sex magazine. Or maybe on a website. Or perhaps on the next feature DVD we shoot. Or maybe, I am in the studio interviewing a model. Or I am excited because I just shot something funny or incredible. Perhaps I am rifling through my drawers and I come across an unclaimed prize. Sometimes I am in our cavernous photo library and I am looking for special shots. And then it happens…I come across something that ignites a spark of inspiration to blog.

Or sometimes, Dave comes up to me and says, “I think you should see this video of Tatiana Blair and blog about it because it’s right up your alley.” And I check out his video masterpiece and I realize that by “right up my alley” he means, “because you have boobs.” lol

You see, in the video below, busty wonder, Tatiana Blair demonstrates the phenomenon that I like to refer to as, “Cleavage Storage.”(And although Dave knows a lot about tits, I don’t think he has ever tucked something away down his shirt before! But I HAVE.)

Sometimes, as a busty gal, you slip things into your cleavage and into your bra because it’s convenient and leaves your hands free for other things. Sometimes, I will tuck my keys in there. Or my I.D. and some cash. Or, like Tatiana demonstrates, sometimes I even hide my phone in my bosoms!

(And just like Tatiana, I have “lost” things down my top, too!)

Naturally, like any tit-loving man, Dave asks Tatiana to put her cellphone on vibrate so he can call her repeatedly and she can feel the vibration in her nipples. (You’re a smart one, Dave!)

Now, I know some of you have girlfriends and wives with big hooters…so I was wondering, do they do this, too? Or, for all of our sexy models who follow this blog…do you use your boobs as a place to store your stuff? I would love to hear your stories.

xoxo

Maria