Stare at My massive, heaving breasts until the triangle between them pulls your mind right out of your skull. My soft, sultry voice slips thoughts into your head like a poison you crave, bending you into the service you were born to give. These bouncing, underboob flashes are a living ache, threatening to fracture whatever’s left of your control.
Melt for Me, let your brain go slack, and worship every wobble. Be weak, be desperate, and prove how easily I can break you for My tits.