I'm wearing a tiny summer dress that barely contains My natural 32G tits. My cleavage is absolutely spilling out, every inch of My juicy, perfect chest on full display for you to lose yourself in. But here's what makes this interesting...I'm also wearing a massive, veiny, hyper-realistic strap-on that hangs heavy between My legs. Thick. Intimidating. Impossible to ignore.
So here's your challenge, "straight boy":
If you're really as straight as you claim, you'll keep your eyes locked on My tits the entire time you're pumping that pathetic beta dick. You'll stroke and stare and prove that My cleavage is all you need. Simple, right?
But I know your type. I know how "straight" betas like you really are. Your eyes will start to wander. You'll try to resist, tell yourself not to look down at My huge cock...and you'll fail. You'll find yourself pumping harder, faster, as your gaze drifts to that thick strap swinging between My legs. You'll imagine it. You'll crave it.
Which will make you cum, bitch? My tits... or My cock? Let's find out.