I love it when you pick the right seat at a bar to eat at. The perfect seat is right where the sink is when the bartender has huge jugs... When she bends over to wash glasses, she shakes her tits everywhere and you, my friend, are on prime real estate with a front row seat...
I have a seat right now with a bar tender that has tits the size of my head!. She is a butterface but I had a hard time noticing that


On Friday afternoon I sat at the bar at Sensations (a bikini club in Grand Rapids), tantalizingly close to the ice machine and beer cooler where the bartender did so much of her work. For two hours (minus half a dozen lap dances) I enjoyed drinking my beer and swiveling back and forth between the four dancers rotating on stage and the big-breasted bartender leaning over giving great views of her ample cleavage. At one point I bought her a drink and told her that it was the first club I'd ever visited where the bartender had better cleavage than any of the dancers. She replied, "That's because I have cleavage!" Of course she was right: three of the four "strippers" were rather flat-chested, and the fourth, though mammarially blessed, was wearing a mesh dress over a bikini, thus showing less cleavage than the bartender.