For those of you who don’t know about the lovely, raven haired Spanish vixen Rebeca Linares, I’m sorry. Rebeca has beautiful long black hair which contrasts strikingly with her porcelain complexion. She is petite yet sexy: passionate, and talented. A few months ago, however, Rebeca made the decision to go ahead with some breast implants. This transformed her naturally pretty B cups into pornstar class DD orbs.
Rebeca purportedly wanted the implants so that her top half would ‘match’ her curvy bottom half. Her operation involved inserting the implants right at the border of the aureola, to avoid the crescent scars under the boobs that usually accompany breast augmentation surgery. According to her doctor, Rebeca was “very happy” with the results of the procedure. Well, good for her. I am not.
Here are some juxtaposed images, before and after and such. Make up your own minds.
I also have a few videos here. Check out Rebeca’s performances before and after. In both clips she’s athletic, sexy, and really into it. The first one, however, shows her before the surgery giving a fine tit job to a big cock, complete with head-sucking on the upthrust. Her breasts aren’t huge, but they’re shapely, pretty, and natural. In the next video we see her riding off a cock and squeezing those big, fake tits together. They don’t even look good compared to other implants if you ask me.
Small, pretty titties, capable of a solid tit fucking.
Spherical globes that would look out of place on a woman 100 pounds larger.
Look, I’m not against implants across the board. Some implants look great. Look at Aletta Ocean or Asa Akira. Those are two ladies with the whole package. I don’t really have too much in the way of ‘before’ photos for those girls, but nevertheless, they hover around the top of my list, Darth Vader-like boobs and all.
I just think Rebeca Linares kind of ruined hers. Bigger isn’t necessarily better IMHO, and Rebeca’s were great the way they were. The job she had done wasn’t even very good. The night I saw the new pictures I drank a pint of whiskey and cried myself to sleep. Now you’ve heard my campaigning. How do you feel about it?