Tit Worship Forever

You’re hopelessly captivated by My breasts. I’ve teased you so much over the years that your brain has gone to complete mush. I never show you them fully bare, but you’re content with any little peak I bless you with. Whether I’m in a big baggy sweater or mind-fucking you with hand bra, your endless obsession is with what’s underneath. Im a master of tease, and I love showing just enough to drive you wild. Yet you still want more. You want My naked tits right in your face. You want the weight of them pushing against your skull, slapping your cheeks. Your nose buried in My perfect cleavage, brushing against My smooth flawless skin, inhaling My scent. My pheromones driving you deeper into endless addiction. You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Too bad you’re undeserving.