Then I decided to roll my slaves on my big, soft, plush lips. After that, I licked each one onto my hot tongue and played with them in my mouth. By the way, do you see how the camera is steaming up from my breath? Just imagine how much moisture is on the bodies of my tiny slaves, haha. All their clothes are soaked to the thread in my saliva, and they feel the warmth from my mouth from head to toe. The hardest part is not to fall under my tongue, so they try to hold onto my taste buds with their little hands, but some manage to do it, while others try not to drown in my sticky saliva. For the next challenge, I chose to hold them on my uvula. Those who survived, I carefully moved them with my nail onto my uvula and rolled them back and forth. Will anyone fall into my throat?