There's no replacement, no alternative, nothng will ever live up to My tits. My big, round, perfect 32E tits own you. You keep staring at that button, watching, hoping it pops off as my tits strain the fabric. Maybe I'll undo it for you... you always want more. You want to see more, you want to touch... But you can't. You worship and nothing more. But you're content with that because you know it's the closest you've ever been or ever will be to such perfection. Button by button, you lose yourself. Submit.

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