You want to be a good boy don’t you? Of course you want to make me happy. You’d do anything for me. My wish is your command, but don’t look so eager before I tell you what your task is. It’s simple, don’t look at my tits. My DDD’s are busting out of my top looking delicious but you must maintain eye contact. You can stroke to my face, you can stroke to my big pouty lips but you must not look at my tits. Not even a small glimpse, because if you do there’s a punishment. Everytime you disobey me and fall victim to your urges to drool over my cleavage you’ll need to tribute me. This is going to go one of two ways. You either get a pleasurable stroke session and the praise of being my good boy or, you’re going to dive head first into my perfect tits and owe me a large sum of cash. Dare to take the test?