You often joke that staring at my tits puts you into a bit of a trance... But what if we did it intentionally? How far deep would you fall? You have my permission to stare. In fact, all you can do is stare. You are weak, you are powerless. All that matters right now, all that exists, is my tits. /// Video contains topless nudity. Edited to incorporate some slow-mo of tits, and mirrored views.