Bouncing. Jiggling. Shaking. Up and down in your face titties make you ache. Look at them, stare, let them entrance you, captivating your mind. You need my breasts, so soft and supple, naturally pale. My nipples hidden behind my handbra, just out of sight. You don't get to see them here, weak boy, they aren't for you. Your brain is mush, your mouth is salivating. It is so easy to render you helpless you with my flawless boobs, it's easy to tease you into my submissive slave drone.