This is a very funny thread.
My girlfriend has double (or triple) D cup and she told me I stared (rather creepily) at her breast at our first date. She was a little concerned but things went well nevertheless.
The funny thing is that I didn't even remember staring at her that way. It's not that I don't like to look at boobies or cleavage, but I must have subconciously stared at her breast (for too long) without even noticing.
My girlfriend has double (or triple) D cup and she told me I stared (rather creepily) at her breast at our first date. She was a little concerned but things went well nevertheless.
The funny thing is that I didn't even remember staring at her that way. It's not that I don't like to look at boobies or cleavage, but I must have subconciously stared at her breast (for too long) without even noticing.