“I was snapping bras left and right through high school,” Amora Lee told. “I remember when I started working–that’s when I saw the Oprah display with a bra fitter–I told my aged co-worker, ‘I get to get measured. Where would I must go to receive measured?’ I went to three different stores in Orlando coz everybody told to go to Lane Bryant. Victoria’s Secret is a joke for me. I was wearing them when I realized I had on the wrong-size below garment.”
As a naturally chesty super-babe, Amora receives the ordinary question.
“What gets me the most is that I get asked all the time if my titties are real. I say, ‘Of course they’re real. Where would I acquire the specie to purchase pantoons this large?’ And they’re adore, ‘No, they can not be,’ and I’ll say, ‘Yeah, they are.’ When I eat, you know how some people say it goes to their stomach or their haunches? No. When I eat, it stops at my titties first and then it might disperse a little to my belly and a little to my hips but it always starts at my meatballs.”
The fact is, no one can buy the kind of scoops Amora is blessed with, and that is not fake news.