She was staring into the mirror when I walked into the room. Almost instantly I knew it was already too late as she swung around and grinned cockily at me. Her voluptuous breasts jiggled and I struggled to keep my eyes focused on hers.
“Oh, honey, what are you doing? The last time you tried to resist my hypnotits you nearly burst a blood vessel. Go on, just have a look at them.”
I grit my teeth and lock my gaze on your face. But I can still see them in my peripheral vision, snow-white globes with those perfect perky nipples…
“That’s right, honey, let your mind go blank and let thoughts of my perfect tits consume you. Good boy, good pet.”
Slowly my neck pivoted downward and I gazed at her massive tits. So entrancing. So hypnotic. I would do anything to taste them. Touch them. Just watch them jiggle up and down.
“That’s right. Bounce, bounce, bounce. Stroke for me, plaything.”