Sweater weather…
Most guys I know, if they’re breast men, look forward to summer. To teeny tiny bikinis and huge breasts spilling out of them (truly, the cups runneth over! LOL). To tank tops, and oiled up, glistening tits heaving, nipples slipping up, until everything is out on display. And don’t even get them started on all the topless sunbathers out there.
That’s all great. I won’t lie to you - I look. Damn, I’d have to be blind NOT to. But summer is not my favorite season.
For me, some of the best tit viewing is in the autumn. When the leaves are changing color, and all those gorgeous heaving beasts suddenly find themselves behind soft, silky sweaters - sweater weather. Picture that cute girl from down the block wearing an oh-so-tight cardigan sweater - maybe it’s wool, or soft angora. The tiny buds of her nipples JUST visible. Imagine if you could walk over and just rub the tips of your fingers across that little nub, how she’d shiver at your touch. The softness of the sweater and the firmness of those round, swollen breasts… until she finally peels it off in her excitement and you get to suck on those tender titties.
See what I mean? Sometimes less is more.
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