My mother-in-law is forever bending over showing me her rather ample chest area. I estimate she's probably packing at least a full D cup or better. Her brassieres are genuine works of art. She'll expose her breasts to me and wait for my reaction, which is always a thumbs up. The other day, I gave her a gentle squeeze. She smiled and thanked me. I then said, “No, thank YOU.” I enjoy seeing, and often touching her fabulous breasts. It sends me into a heightened state condition.