You’re obsessed with me and my hot little bodysuits, so why not profit off of your fetishes as I usually do? I set a standard minimum tribute, with teasing, and promises of what is to come..how far can you make it on my week-long findom ladder? Seeing as I know the pull my big, perfect tits have on you, I entice you with a flash of my perfection... again. From my bed, I pull you in for a final(?) session. Clad in a perfect sheer, spandex bodysuit...my immaculate rack makes another appearance, turning you into putty for my greedy, bratty hands.