Variety. Simply: Variety
Boobs, breasts, melons, fried eggs, ta-tas - it's all about variety.
Everytime we (men, and women too) see a bouncing sweater go down the street, we think:
"hmmmm, wonder what those tits look like??"
And I think that there is a great deal of disappointment when all the tits look the same, which is what happens (mostly) with implants. Most implants look the same: porno tits. Somebody, way back when in the 1980s decided, for some reason that those ...round, "perfect" big tits were what guys really wanted.
Wrong.
I like the variety.
And the boob hunt. That little flirtation (real or imagined) and the first toffing of the sweater ... and the sultry releasing of the hounds when the bra comes off. I like a good strip show.
Variety in tits is essential.
And I think any guy here will say the same thing: no matter how many tits you have seen, fondled, licked, drooled or cum upon .... you want to see more.
Curiousity.
Maybe something to do with biology and imbedded hunting / gathering.
Maybe we size up a potential mate by her tits? Maybe. Maybe there is subtle pheremonal coding in viewing tits.
Me, I just love them in all sizes, shapes, tastes, textures .... as long as they are real. I love all tits, from boards to bongos to trampoline bouncers. A, B, C, D cup. Handful. Puffy nipples. Tight little marble nipples.
Women: your breasts are like your eyes, and equally the windows to your soul. Or at least the headlights.
You can quote me:
"If eyes are the windows to a woman's soul, then tits must be the headlights" - SS 2006