Having reviewed these 3+1/2 year old homages to big tits, I find to my surprise that my devotion to big tits has never wavered. It seems that I shall always love them. This loyalty does not seem entirely rational. Big tits have never really done much for me, aside from provoking a preconscious penile tumescence. But sometimes you just gotta grab your ass and try to fly with it.
I would like to say that I share your pain, but I shall never have my mammaries pressed flat between two cold plates for diagnostic purposes. Therefore, I can only say that my inevitable future prostate problems might give me occasion to sympathize.