Previously, previously, previously, previously.
I try to be weird, but I am a rank amateur.
I stopped after the saliva drip.
I've heard that about you.
I have images in my mind of 18th-century France, with a servant holding a drooling pillow underneath, just out of view.
Next up: Drapery of the Uvula.
Watching her shoulders tense as she repressed her gag reflex while the shitty polyester lace tickled the back of her throat just about did me in. Also the realization that there are a bunch of drooling fetishists who I know who would totally fap to this.
So pretty and somehow mildly unsettling. Strange psychy making things weird.