I am napping on a chair, as you aproach me, coming right towards my neck with the camera as if you are the one fondling, groping, and touching my neck. You ragdoll my neck, to play with my neck more. As i snore, the indentations on my neck between my tendons move with every breathe. I do not wake up at all, giving you more precious time to worship my neck. You eventually step back..Its as if my napping body reacts to the need of your touch, as i slowly slide out of the chair, landing on the floor in a very unique, gumbee like manner, but still napping. You come close to my neck to get one last...
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I am napping on a chair, as you aproach me, coming right towards my neck with the camera as if you are the one fondling, groping, and touching my neck. You ragdoll my neck, to play with my neck more. As i snore, the indentations on my neck between my tendons move with every breathe. I do not wake up at all, giving you more precious time to worship my neck. You eventually step back..Its as if my napping body reacts to the need of your touch, as i slowly slide out of the chair, landing on the floor in a very unique, gumbee like manner, but still napping. You come close to my neck to get one last...