Quality Not Quan-titty SeXStoRY

(A short poem written in praise of my lovers' boobies, all of them regardless of size - and I include my own rather large ones in that category because nobody loves mine more than I do, with the possible exception of my lovely husband! Don't be fooled by the fact that it appears to be written from the male perspective - disregard gender as well as size. It's all about the love of boobies in general, but through my eyes and my lusts!) My lover's tits are so tiny, It's so plain for all to see, Though my lover's tits are so tiny, She sure loves them - just like me! She tells me when to caress them, how to grope them long and proud, To suckle and to kiss them, make them stand out in a crowd, To help her dark teats tighten and thicken to a knot, To make her nipples lengthen, and show just what she's got. She loves it when she's bra-less, so that snug-fit, low-cut top Rubs her titties to perfection, till her teats feel fit to pop. And she loves to bend right over, when she's in that loose-fit dress, With her dangling tits swinging freely, seeking ogling eyes to impress. When she feels others' eyes upon her, and her tits are the stars of the show, I know why my lover is smiling, why her being is all aglow. She's not simply teasing others, you know, or me, or herself, you see, There's a secret she learned early on in her life, and she shared her secret with me. For my lover comes when her tits are touched, When they're squeezed or they're stroked or they're sucked, She comes if she touches her tits for herself, She comes if her cleavage gets fucked. She comes if my tongue just tickles her teats, She comes when they're touched by the air, She comes if she tugs on her titties herself, Or if she knows someone's seen them bare. She comes when I spunk all over her bust, When I pump it from just underneath, She comes when she feels my breath on her breast, When her nipple gets nipped by my teeth. The gentlest tit-kiss will toggle her off, Her orgasms ripple and flow, One touch to her tit, and her tit is her clit, And the pump in her cunt will just grow. Volcanoes erupt in the core of her cunt, Spasms triggered, gushing heat, lava flow. Such passion within, such honey pumped out, When she comes, stars explode all aglow. To make love to my lover is an honour untold, To be there when she comes, such a treasure, And to come when she comes - it's so hard to resist, She's the fountain of all of my pleasure. Though my lover's tits are so tiny, They're more powerful than others, you see, And when clits were shared out, she got lucky, Instead of one, she was blessed, she got three!