Ah, the things horny fuckwits would do for a pair of perfect tits. Listen as I deconstruct and painfully rip open the barriers that protect you. Listen as my words slice and dice and quietly, oh so quietly, ruin you. Would you even notice the deliberate work I am performing on your mind? Or are you too distracted by my ample cleavage and soft creamy skin to notice your destruction? It wouldn't matter either way. Your mind is mine. And so is your wallet.