My breasts seem determined to fall out of my top today. I take a drag on my vape as you look nervously whether to admire or not. You'd like them to escape wouldn't you, to admire them - well, OK... just a glimpse. I know you wish you had breasts like mine, so big, amazing, and round - you can only look in admiration and envy. You know you can only touch if I say you can - and I'm not going to say you can. I give a little moisturise - and you know no matter what you do, or try - you'll never have breasts like mine - all you can do is gaze at my superior breasts.
