Go Biggs or go home, we say again. The name of this game is Liza Bigg’s “Incredibly Big Bra Show” but trying to find a bra that actually fits her tits out of a treasure chest of hooter holsters is an impossible task this time. They’re too damned small to fit her 36JJJ breasts. JJJ is similar to an L cup. They’ll need to be donated to the Naughty Neighbors or the 40Somethings.
This is the power of Liza, the power to produce wood so hard, you could shoot pool. And there’s more. Liza squeezes the melons and pets the pussy once her bra try-ons are over.
“It feels like having a child strapped to your chest,” laughs Liza about the weight of her national treasures. “I basically only take my bras off when I go to sleep.”
Or when she’s here entertaining the troops.
“I buy all of my bras online. It gets a little expensive. I never own more than four. Sometimes they betray me and try to stab me in the heart when a wire breaks out. That happens a lot! I had one that had kind of a connecting piece, kind of like a balconette bra, and that connecting piece broke. So, instead of pushing my boobs up, it was kind of pushing them down. It was a little weird.”
As you know, Liza is a sous chef but sadly for her male co-workers in the kitchen, they don’t know what her rack really looks like under her tent-like kitchen jacket.
“They think I’m short and I’m fat. They talk about it all the time, but it doesn’t bother me.”
If they knew, they would be in the parking lot washing her car.
