Abigail and I may be cow gals, but the only pastures we seek are those of the sea and sand. The beach is our place of grazing. With bosoms and booties threatening even these bikinis with their size. But we don't mind at all, in the end, we're far too occupied with the eyes we're drawing to our figures.

Besides, being so large and fat is completely and udderly wonderful. Don't you all agree?

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Art and Abigail ©