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Breast Worship: Under My Spell

Go on. You have my permission to stare. You’d be a fool to pass up this opportunity. There are so few women who will grant you the chance to look, to eye, to ogle those precious orbs. Be careful though. In the end I just might make you my breast worship slave....

Breast Worship: The Beauty of It All

When it comes to sex, I can fully admit that I am one of those women who likes it rough. But just like with most things, variety truly is the spice of life. So every now and then I can appreciate a bit of appreciation with your mouth. Verbally is good but orally is...

Catering to A Woman’s Breasts

Eyeing a woman’s figure is something that automatically leads most men down the winding path of arousal. The way that a woman’s attractiveness ropes attention is nothing short of magical. In the span of one glance, everything changes. The man’s pulse...

Breasts Were Made for Worship

I bet you took one look at the title of this post and came running. You just couldn’t resist the thought of my amazing bouncy breasts working their magic as they usually do. Blogging usually takes me an hour or two. The reason for that is because it’s so...

In the Shadow of My Breasts

As a male submissive, you should be used to being on your knees most or all of the time. I like it when you are down there in the shadow of my breasts, looking up at me so timidly. At least that is what I imagine you to be doing. The view tends to be blocked both...