Beauty…
Too often women obsess over their breast size. I don’t think I have ever met a woman who was completely happy with her beasts. The most common complaint are that they are too small; but even women with large breasts will find some sort of fault with them. One former lover had lovely, large breasts. They were perfectly shaped. It was delightful to see and massage them while she rode me. Still, despite their voluptuous beauty, she would always say, “I have baloney nipples.” Her nipples were quite lovely as well, but she could but find fault in their shape. It always amazes me how self critical women are over their bodies, particularly their breasts, especially given the fact that most men really do not care too much about breast size, so long as they have access to those breasts.
Fake breasts are a complete turn off for me. I do not find them attractive at all. Give me small and perky over big and fake any day. Even flat chested is preferable to fake.
I like this photo. She could be wood nymph. She could be a wood nymph that you stumble across one afternoon while walking through the woods. Like all wood nymphs, who are divine beings, she might be dangerous. Although alluring, she might reek havoc in your life. As with all nymphs, wood nymphs are erotically seductive. A man cannot resist them. He might be destroyed in the process. Still, enjoying the pleasures of love with such a creature would be worth the risks. Wood nymphs rule. I want to experience erotic pleasures with a wood nymph. I want to make sweet love to a wood nymph.
And like all wood nymphs, she is all natural, with a lovely GNP (Glorious Natural Pelt).
The Chase 
Bwana Simba said:
Understandable. I have always been a butt man myself. A nice healthy feminine butt drives me to… less than gentlemanly behavior. Breasts are good but not the end all be all women think they are. Speaking of which this girl has a good butt.
Southern Man said:
Mmmmmm. Give me such an A-cup Angel any day. Make her ginger and she’d be perfect.
Anonymous age 70 said:
I live in a rural Mexican mountain village. The most incredibly lovely creature lives near me. My opinion, no one else may think so. Though I am a faithful husband, and she is a good girl from a good family, she does boil my blood. Her figure, as best as I can tell with her clothes on, is almost the same as this wood nymph. Oh, and her hair is dark brown, and goes well down on her hips. I call her in English, the Lovely Gabriela. In Spanish, I use Gabriela La Hermosa, but not to her face, of course. As you say, chest is only one factor amidst other factors.
Gary said:
The female roles of stage and opera prior to the Counter Reformation were filled by boys and boyish-looking men. It was titilating to see the first female performers, but the general consensus was that the boys had been prettier. Given a random mixture of photos of pre-pubescent boys wearing female wigs and women 18 to 24, modern men will overwhelmingly rank the boys as the more attractive females. Perhaps the best of numerous explanations for this preference is that men better relate to females with male expressions (?). That is, in a sense, the normal male is a bit gay; professional sports depends upon it. A nice round bottom and a soft cloud of bush signal sexual maturity adequate to fertility. (Google the consequences of shaving the pudendum. Not good.) Bra size is totally irrelevant. In fact, the A and B cups produce just as much milk as the D-and-beyonds. Plus, big titties tend to smother babies which interrupts feeding, causes frustration, and leads to serial killers. Think I’m kidding? Check out the FBI profile of the average serial killer’s mom. The bottom line was best stated by Socrates: “More than a mouthful is wasted.”