It's an inevitable relapse, you're already here, craving some hurt, craving your little brain to be under my control, missing the trance like state my tits put you in, a broken brainless tit zombie obsessing, gooning, worshiping. That's right, relax, give in, just watch it's that easy & you'll be back under my spell, look at my cleavage, my words, commands spiraling into your empty brain, like candy you can't get enough of, so sweet ... Stare at my cleavage, emptying you out, squeezing everything left over. My greedy tits smothering you, getting you so worked up, so horny and hungry...