Cleavage lust

You love staring at them.

You love...

fingers traced up...

and down...

my cleavage.

You're a complete addict for these, aren't you?

Addict for my cleavage.

Perfect...

round...

breasts.

I dare you to try and look away.

Go ahead.

Try and look away.

Try and resist.

Go ahead.

I dare you.

Try so hard.

You can't, can you?

You can't look away.

No matter how hard you try...

you can't look away.

You're too weak.

Too mesmerized.

Too captivated...

by the perfect breasts.

Perfect cleavage...

in your face.

It feels good to just stare.

To let go.

Just get lost...

in my cleavage.

Go ahead.

Get lost.

It's okay.

Get lost in my cleavage.

Get lost right here.

Go ahead.

Bury your face.

Get completely lost.

It feels good, doesn't it?

It feels good to be lost in my cleavage.

To be helpless.

To be out of control.

To be completely subdued.

So fucking good.

Doesn't it?

You can't look away.

You have to agree with me.

This is what you've been longing for.

What you've been wanting for so...

so very long.

And now it's happening.

You feel at ease.

You feel at peace.

You feel right...

at home.

Right at home, don't you?

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