I see where your eyes are focused. You aren't looking me in the eyes, you're gaze is somewhere below me neck. I assumed it was my tits that got you worked up, but it turns out I was a little off. Sure my boobs are great, but you're really all about my armpits, aren't you? I'll let you look. I'll let you jerk yourself off to all the possible fantasies that could involve my perfect pits.
