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Originally Posted by patron
Don't preki's post reports have a dedicated priority Internet Serious Business lane where they go straight to Mike Haven, and then MH comes immediately here and posts itt?
Because this thread could use a nice MH post about tits right now.
Please don't make fun of my tits. You'd love them, too, if you could see them. I call them my tits, but, obviously, they are everybody's, there to be enjoyed by anybody who wants to look at them. And, especially, if you could hold them in your hands, even for just a few seconds, as I have.
Only the other day, when I woke up late, I felt a tummy-fluttering sensation, and it turned out that one of my tits was resting on my stomach. I thought I had been dreaming of something or someone breathing softly into my face, so probably it had been loose about my bed for quite a time.
Slowly, I cupped it in my hands. It felt beautiful; smooth, soft and warm. I opened the window wide and held it out as if showing it to the world before letting it loose. Unfortunately, it kind of sagged and dropped, almost to the ground, instead of being a healthy tit's usual pert and upright self.
Luckily, I have quite a large and unkempt bush below, and, somewhat amazingly, my tit managed to drop into it and disappear from view within its dark entanglement. (Not the first thing that has lost itself in my bush, admittedly, but previously it was usually my neighbour's balls.)