Drunk topless babes go wild at the beach
Drunk topless babes go wild at the beach
There are nude beaches where we find all these amazingly wild creatures we call babes who are ready to flaunt their goods by exposing themselves under the blazing sun, naked. Well, of course, that’s the entire idea. But watching a chick take her clothes off and expose her kinky nature because she’s filthy drunk, brings a whole lot of spice to what you already enjoy fantasizing about. These photos Trashed Girlfriends collected will make you want to host a big party, with the same beach theme or if you prefer other venues that requires wearing bikinis, which will eventually come off even before the party starts, and give you full control over the types of sizzling bitches that would pass your taste. There’d be big-tittied girls with nice curvy hips, some may have just about the right medium-sized breasts but has the juiciest ass, or if you’re lucky enough you can actually get slutty chicks with the complete package. You may have to spend a little more there or you can just ask your hottie friends to attend your wicked party and show off their stuff for free. You can do pretty much anything that you want, besides, it is your party after all.
In the case of the hot happenings in these pictures, you can easily spot which chicks are downright wasted. They’re the ones flashing their boobs instead of just showing them “naturally”, the ones making out with strangers who happen to be the ones who fucked them the night before and forgot their names, and some of the trashed babes are found lying on wherever looking, well, mighty drunk. No, they’re not simply taking a cat nap, sunbathing people don’t end up in a fetal position or you can actually hear them murmur things only people who are completely wasted would do in their sleep. Sounds fun, eh? Check them all out here and when you’re through with your very own wild party, don’t think twice about sharing them here at TrashedGirlfriends.com. You’ll never know, maybe you can attract potential prospects who’d want to be in your next show.
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"I see a lot of myself now, the way you were in your story. It alawys feels a little more dangerous, doesn't it, when alcohol grips a parent (or, in my father's case, a 25-year-long cocktail consisting of whiskey, heroin, and various other mixers)?I've often wondered, sitting in the middle of a group of friends who insist I'm the most harmless alcoholic they've ever met, if I'm really an alcoholic although never quite as eloquently as you did here.I like to drink. I probably like it too much. I've been on spectacular binges, found myself three hundred dollars poorer after a night at the bar without remembering how I spent the money. I've had a habit of drinking a shot for every year I've been alive on my birthday for a few years now, but that'll end soon. After the debauchery that 24 shots inflicted this past year, I just don't know if I can make 25.Like you, drinking tends to bring me out of my shell. There are bartenders in my hometown who will feed me booze for free just to see what happens.Babble, babble. I don't know. It's weird that you would post this tonight I was just thinking it all over, not an hour ago, after my sixth shot of Jagermeister at a gig. I tend to convince myself that drinks like these don't count, though. I'm a rock star, right? It's working, right?. When fans hoot and holler and buy me shots, it's all in the name of furthering my career, right?And then I think, That's such a cop-out. But I haven't hurt anyone, most importantly me. I guess the best I can do is re-read your story and agree with you. Because obviously, you're far more articulate than I am when it comes to intelligently rationalizing a fondness for the sauce.So, thanks. And amen."