I see you lusting after my big blue glittery shiny lips. They are so luscious and tasty looking, aren't they? They are your weakness. You fall into a whirlwind of lust and submission. You want nothing more than to worship my lips and spill your seed for me. I am your lipstick Goddess, and you happily sacrifice to see any clip of my perfect lips. You need them in fact. Come worship and fall weaker for me.