I don’t even know why I waste my time talking to men. They just can’t seem to maintain eye contact, letting their gaze quickly drift down onto my perfectly perky boobs. Why do I even have to say “eyes up here?” You pigs need a lesson in manners because I know for a fact that once your eyes lock into my cavernous cleavage, your swollen prick is itching to be stroked. So, this is a training video for all those perverted losers that can’t stop staring at a woman’s breasts. I’m going to make you keep your eyes up, and maybe, just maybe, if you’ve proven yourself to be a gentleman, I’ll give you a little peek behind my bra.