I can be your favorite toy

You already know those big tits were made to occupy your thoughts at 2am, the kind of curves that rewire something deep in your brain the moment you see them.

You feel your attention narrow, everything else in the room going soft and irrelevant. You want to reach through the screen, and that want is sharp enough to embarrass you a little.

You keep coming back to this page, don't you — refreshing, lingering, telling yourself it's the last time. You know exactly what kind of toy gets played with every single night.