One look, and your addiction begins. Heavy, soft and mesmerising. Every bounce is deliberate, every movement designed to pull you in deeper. My cleavage commands your full attention; it creates your obsession and controls your mind. The way I move leaves you breathless. You'll ache in silence, speechless, all consumed. Your mind begging for a bounce that never ends. These tits weren't made to be touched by you, oh no. They were made to be adored. And my goodness, do you adore them... Listen to my voice. Let it wrap around your mind and allow yourself to sink, to submit and to realise that this is where you belong. My tits own you. I own you.