I know your weakness, your triggers, and I love to exploit them. You get so weak for denim jeans, the way they hug my curves, the way they look on my body. Your cock twitching as I tease you, moving my hips back and forth. You have no control, you never had any control. Hips, thighs, legs, crotch all swathed in beautiful sexy denim fabric. My jeans will mess that mind up, taking you deeper into the submissive rabbit hole, and you'll gladly follow stroking the whole way down.