My breasts are a weapon and you know it. Every time I flash them, your resolve crumbles, your breath quickens, and I giggle at how helpless you become, balls aching and eyes glazing over.
One flick of my pink, hard nipples and you are teetering on the edge, desperate and desperate to obey. I will tease you until you beg, then pull back, letting you ache for more while I savor your weakness.