Hello, you delicious perverts.It’s Poppie.Your favorite 1950s pin-up dream with 1950s curves, 2020s appetites, and zero fucking limits.Big soft tits spilling out of polka-dot bras, thick thighs that could crush a man’s skull (and have), wide hips made for gripping,…
Poppie strutting into the seedy backroom dungeon, a veil of smoke swirling around her curvy form. She’s the epitome of a pin-up girl – voluptuous, with honey-blonde curls and cat-eye makeup – but beneath that sugary façade lies a darker,…
Under Poppie’s Watchful Gaze As I read through Poppie’s New Year’s Eve gooning instructions, I couldn’t help but salivate at the thought of pleasuring myself under her watchful, hungry gaze. The promise of having my cock slick with precum, throbbing…