Neck perfection

Alana slowly unbuttons her red shirt, which was initially buttoned up to her throat. she caresses her beautiful neck and strokes it gently every now and then. i can't resist and i have to touch her apple and her long neck. i have to squeeze it tenderly, but what i want most is to feel the movement of her throat. it's really pleasurable to feel her apple rubbing my fingertips. i squeeze her throat, but not in a brutal way. then i take a black ribbon and wrap it around her neck, near the top. i squeeze it and listen to the air pass through her trachea. i ask alana to swallow because i want to see her apple jump up and down, twitching the ribbon.