Yoinking your phone from your hands, I giggle as I dangle it around above your head, out of your reach. I'm quick to push it into my mouth, watching the horror rise in your expression as I open for you to view my tongue edging the rectangle back towards my throat. Despite your pleas not to, it slides back against my gullet and a hefty GLK pushes it in.
It gets stuck on my collar, of course, and I'm left trying hard not to gag as you hesitantly reach your arm down my throat to retrieve it. Really, it's far more of a struggle not to let my tongue lick over your flesh, or to clamp my teeth down around you and desperately start trying to swallow you. I know I could never fit you passed my collar though... I need to get it off first~
Just as your fingers are about to grasp your phone, it's suddenly dragged passed my collar with another Gulp~, my throat contracting around your hand, threatening to pull you in too. Seems like maybe it wasn't really stuck after all...~ How'll you get it now~? Can't really let it sit in there to digest.. it's your phone, you NEED it, huh~?
Guess you're going to have to take my collar off and reach in a.. little further~
