I admit I am a boob-aholic and have been addicted for more years than I can remember!large, small,perky or not it dosent matter. Im addicted to the feel of a nipple hardening on my tongue! (Hangs and shakes head) Hope there isnt a 12 step program for this type of addiction!

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The mind never forgets what the hands have learned

The first time I really remember feeling in awe of breasts was when I was in grade school and several of us boys walked home by a construction site and the calendar on the wall of the little work shack had a nude girl on it. Seeing those breasts had my head spinning.

I guess I'm a boob man, too. I love to look at, touch, kiss, fondle and worship my wife's breasts ... and always "notice" them on other ladies, too. Wow! Neat body parts, that's for sure!! :drool:

...baby steps to the nipple, baby steps to the underside, baby steps back to the nipple and then baby steps to the top.

i love it when he licks in circles all around...like a dripping icecream cone. yum.

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Trees give peace to the souls of men * Nora Waln

The forest would be very quiet if no other birds sang than those who sing the best * Henry van Dyke

some fairly sordid tales, rambles, and anecdotes
Hypothetically Speaking * Something More * Cammy Interrupted * An Experimental Vacation * Masked * so..damn..hot * Thank You * My toy, his idea * no.19 Maple Lane * I Have A Surprise For You * Yesterday * In a Quiet Kitchen * help me decide * untitled prose * more untitled prose

I'm sorry wyndhy...I can't do that.


My feet are too big to take baby steps.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

i'm like the yellow pages.... let your fingers do the walking

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Trees give peace to the souls of men * Nora Waln

The forest would be very quiet if no other birds sang than those who sing the best * Henry van Dyke

some fairly sordid tales, rambles, and anecdotes
Hypothetically Speaking * Something More * Cammy Interrupted * An Experimental Vacation * Masked * so..damn..hot * Thank You * My toy, his idea * no.19 Maple Lane * I Have A Surprise For You * Yesterday * In a Quiet Kitchen * help me decide * untitled prose * more untitled prose

The international yellow pages?

Roman hands & Russian fingers?

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

I'm sure that there is an invisible thread directly connecting my breasts, more
specifically my nipples to my pussy. He starts sucking, licking, nibbling my
nipples and I come almost immediately !!! I love it !!!!

When hubby and I were dating, the first time he touched my nipples, I nearly exploded, it felt sooooooooo gooooooooood !!!!

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What is essential is invisible to the eye
Only with the heart can one see rightly.