Tamara Ecclestone is some rich kid, heir to a multi-billion dollar fortune, making her performance in Playboy not one to market herself for a better life. You know, to open doors like she was Pam Anderson or Jenny McCarthy, or even Sara Jean Underwood and the Hefner girlfriends who all made a solid retirement plan out of posing nude. This bitch is rich enough to own the shit multiple times over, just out of the interest she makes on her trust fund. So her posing for the shit, with her fake titties and fat ass is strictly ego. It’s strictly a cry for attention cuz daddy was too busy making billions to read her bed time “stories”, reminding me of something I’ve knows since the first rich cunt I fucked, and that is that they are far more broken than the street hookers I’ve got with for 5 dollars, only their drugs, panties, and hotel rooms are all 5 star luxury, but their souls are equally empty, depressing, sad and hurting places. But at least they don’t smell like fucking shit. Making them, a little bit better to kncok up when you get the chance.

Here’s preview of her Playboy shoot, and I know, I was surprised Playboy still exists, after than Lena Dunham spread, I just assumed it self destructed like it was Heff’s prostate.

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