As I stretch my neck and throw my head back, my significant apple teases and draws you in. As I turn my head left and right, sensually and seductively, the movements of my apple are enunciated. Its cartilaginous creation moves up and down again as I swallow loudly. My neck is beautifully lit so that all the curves of my neck are highlighted. When you put your fingers on my neck and squeeze it lightly, I sigh with pleasure. Your fingers squeeze me tighter and tighter, playing with my big apple, as it moves right under your fingertips.