It's late at night and I'm not ready for a bout of hiccups, but they never come on when you're ready for them do they? I decide to ride them out for as long as they last as I lie against my sparkling fairy lights. They twinkle and shimmer across my naked breasts, bouncing with my chest as the hiccups contract me. Relentlessly each hiccup erupts from within me one by one, the soft lighting only serving to exaggerate how harsh my hiccups are as the shadows of my curves grow and shrink with each one. Finally as I gently trace the soft expanse of my chest I can feel they've passed and blow you ... Show more