Big eyed freaky kids roaming each other's ceramic nether regions, always gets me all silly in the pants just thinking about it. Ahh 2nd base, one of my favorites. The first time a girl lets you roam into, under or down her shirt and inside the bra is pretty fucking special. I still remember my first boobie grab, felt like a bag of sand. Actually, I was amazed, dumbfounded and befuddled at how soft yet how perky and gravity defying they were, remember the girl was only 13 or 14, while I was a young lad of 28. They were all Soft and warm and floaty, like a bowl of warm pudding with nipples. Ahh boobs, is there anything better?I was having this discussion the other night, what entices the male eye and gets the mojo working more? A beautiful face or a big, beautiful rack? We both agreed, a great pair of breasts stuffed into a tight fitting something sure as shit will begin the launch sequence and set my happy haynes hellfire into seek and destroy mode. Kaboom! It really is precious.
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Even when my milk "came in" after having my baby and my boobs were in screaming agony and like big bloody watermelons, my husband Craig said they weren't big enough.
I just wanted to let you know that you're normal. In the man-sense.
I deleted my own comment because I spelled your wrong.
But anyway, Pam,your* husband sounds like a very smart and educated man. As for me being normal, "in the man-sense" I never doubted it, Like all real men and lot's of women, I've been addicted to boobs since birth.
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