“God if her mother’s rack is this nice, I bet her daughter is secretly stacked. She’s probably hiding them underneath that bulky sweatshirt.” I thought as the mother finally finished her story. Her daughter got up to head to the restroom now that her mother’s story was over. I watched her make her way across the restaurant. Seeing her from the side my suspicions were confirmed. I could make out a very large pair of breasts underneath that bulky sweatshirt.
“I knew it!” I thought as continued to eat my food.
A couple minutes later the daughter returned to the group. I enjoyed the view as I watched the outline of her large breasts bounce underneath her bulky sweatshirt. “Those really are spectacular tits.” I thought.
She sat back down next to her mother, who once again was telling a story. I just laughed to myself at how much the two contrasted each other. One looked like the girl next door with massive breasts, and the other looked like a pampered trophy wife.
I finished up my food and leaned back as I drank my coffee. They 6 women were still sitting there chatting.