my girl friends often tease me that my tits are too big...

You can't help but stare at those big tits, full and heavy, defying every argument that more could somehow be too much.

You feel the pull of them before your eyes even finish their slow descent — the curve, the weight, the way they demand your complete and undivided attention without asking for a single thing.

You already know what your hands would do, how your grip would fail to contain what spills past your fingers, and you understand completely why her friends keep bringing it up — jealousy always disguises itself as a joke.