Jenn was almost dripping with lust as she awaited Terry's arrival at the office. It was Friday night and she had already bound herself helplessly, knowing the buxom blonde would tickle her once again into a quivering lump of orgasmic womanhood. Never before had she bound herself so tightly. She had her hands cuffed high over her head, holding desperately on to the keys, but tonight she had gone a step further.
Standing on the carpet behind her desk, she had cuffed her ankles in a broad spreader-bar; such that her legs were splayed a good 3 feet apart. So far apart that she had to hike her short skirt up high upon her butt, showing her bright red silk panties and leaving her milky white thighs exposed above her high fashion stocking. Once she had shackled her wrists, she was left poised on tip toes; her tiny feet popping out of her 3 inch heels – one encased in a stocking, and one completely bare.
Jenn moaned in anticipation, a soft white cloth serving as a cleave gag for the buxom brunette. She knew it wouldn't be long before her blonde boss Terry would arrive to deliver her weekly tickle-torture.
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But this week, that was not to be. Terry was caught up in a corporate takeover and could not miss this Friday night meeting. She was just about to enter Jenn's office to let her know when she heard an angry brunette berating someone. The language she used was coarse and demeaning and Terry frowned at Jennifer's lack of composure. Throughout the week, Jenn had been unduly critical of two girls in the secretarial pool. Rather than point out their shortcomings to their supervisor, she had instead attacked them personally; something a good manager would never do. Terry waited, and as she suspected, the two blondes, Tricia and Shelly, came out of Jenn's office.
Not wishing to disappoint her sexy tickle-toy, she decided to administer a little bit of discipline. She motioned for the two to follow her with a single finger to her lips to command silence. Once in her office, she asked the two what Jenny was so angry about.
"There's just no pleasing her!" Tricia started in.
"We get everything done on time but it's still not good enough" Shelly piped in.
"That's a shame, too, 'cause I kinda like her. If only she'd loosen up a little bit!" Tricia added.
Terry could sense by Tricia's body language and tone of voice that she wanted very much for Jenn to like her. A glance at Shelly revealed much the same thing about her.
Terry motioned the tall, buxom blondes towards her and whispered conspiratorily into their ears. "I think you two should come back to the office around 7 PM tonight", she told them with a lacivious giggle. "My guess is you'll find someone you know in a VERY TICKLISH situation!"
Both of the girls were curious and definitely interested, so Terry followed up with "...Oh, I'm sure she'll CUM to appreciate your skills a bit more after tonight!" With wicked smiles of ill-concealed desire, the two blondes knew who Terry was referring to and eagerly anticipated the evening hours.
"She always stays late on Friday and there'll be no one else in the building to interrupt you!" Terry finished with a sly wink.
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Jenn heard the door to her office open, and she moaned eagerly, knowing that her boss Terry had arrived. She squealed with delight when she felt the sharp nails caressing her exposed soles and laughter poured out from around her cleave gag!
"NEEEEEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" she laughed as both of her feet were tickled. Tied and spread as she was, there was no way she could escape the tickling nor cover her vulnerable soles. All she could do was dance fitfully from side to side, but in the process of doing so, she lost her grip on the keys to the cuffs. Bouncing once across her nose, the keys tumbled down into her blouse, between her massive cleavage and each laughter filled shake sent them tumbling farther down, until they rested at the bottom of her silky red bra.
Jenn was laughing hysterically as both of her feet were tickled when she suddenly realized there were 10 fingers tickling each of her exposed soles! Frightened, she looked back over her shoulder and she was mentally frozen in fear, but still cackling insanely! There she saw Tricia and Shelly grinning wickedly up at her as they danced their nails across her tender soles!
"NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" she laughed as she wildly shook her head from side to side. Caught in her fetish by the two she had so roundly criticized earlier, she just knew that they'd tickle her to death!
Jenn tried complaining but all that came past the gag was hysterical laughter! Tricia and Shelly knew just how to tickle her tender feet and could care less if Jennifer complained. Shelly particularly loved torturing Jenn's bare right foot so she tossed away her heel and held the top of her foot such that her entire bare sole was available to be tickled. Jenn couldn't even wiggle her foot when held like this which left her hopping fitfully on the toes of her left foot. Tricia had other ideas.
Tricia walked around to face a helplessly squealing brunette who was starting to cry. "Ooooo little Miss Bitchy is a little ticklish, isn't she ?" she taunted.
Jenn looked through tear-blurred eyes at the blonde secretary, expecting to see a smile born of vengeance. Instead, Jenn beheld a look of pure undisguised lust in the blonde's bright blue eyes.
Yanking Jenn's blouse from the waistband of her skirt, Tricia kissed her quickly and continued to tease the helpless brunette. "Are we ticklish here too ?" she asked sweetly as she slithered her fingers under Jenn's blouse and started tickling her sides and tummy. "Kitchy, kitchy, koo!!!!!" she sang as Jenn exploded in squeals of tortured laughter.
"NYAAAAHAHAHAHNONONONOOOOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!"
It wasn't bad enough that the two blondes she had so recently berated were tickling the hell out of her, but she was becoming forcibly aroused and humiliation began to grow within her should these two find out her naughty little secret.
But Terry had given them both enough of a hint to let them know that this pink cheeked brunette with her tickle forced dimples absolutely loved being tickle-tortured to orgasm. Shelly started nibbling on her bare heel and stroking her nails up and down her sole while Tricia tickled her tummy and took great delight in watching Jenn's huge breasts bobble back and forth; her nipples growing harder by the second. Tricia was becoming very turned on by tickling the helpless, buxom brunette and was licking her lips in anticipation of tickle-stripping Jennifer until she was completely nude and totally under her command.
Shelly too, was feeling the erotic effects of tickle-torture as she paid rapt attention to Jenn's bare foot. It was a small size 5, pink with creamy soles, and so buttery soft that it was no surprise the bitchy brunette had incredibly ticklish feet.
Tricia kissed the cackling Jenny again, then reached up for the left sleeve of her short-sleeved silk blouse. Grabbing it by the seam, the tall blonde easily split the seam open with a loud "RIPPPPPP!!!!". Continuing along the shoulder seam, she peeled away the sleeve as if it were tissue paper; exposing Jenn's smooth, hollow underarm. Tricia repeated this on her right sleeve, leaving the hanging Jennifer's armpits helplessly exposed! Blowing her a kiss which the crying brunette didn't see, Tricia pulled a stiff goose feather from Jenn's toybox and came around to whisper in her ear.
"Are these cute underarms ticklish too, love ?" Tricia cooed as she waved the feather in front of the brunette's face.
Eyes wide open in shock, a squealing Jennifer tried to shake her head no, but collapsed into another jag of laughter while Shelly played with her bare foot.
"Let's find out, hon !" Tricia said maliciously and started stroking the feather slowly up and down Jenn's defenseless underarms.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Jenn squealed! She tried rocking from side to side but Tricia followed her every move; slowly teasing her highly sensitive pits. Physically and emotionally, Jenn was drained. Her muscles refused to respond and all she could do was hang on tippy toes while they tickled her into insanity. But not every muscle refused to heed the call! Every time Shelly's soft lips kissed her tender sole, a jolt of erotic electricity shot directly to her already sopping wet mound! Terry's sessions with her had revealed how incredibly hot she got when someone kissed and loved her very tender bare feet. Wriggling her hips lewdly, she telegraphed her arousal to her two blonde temptresses.
Shelly had Jenn in near silent laughter as she wriggled her fingers in between the brunette's tiny toes. Tricia winked at her, and Shelly went from torturous tickling to slowly drawing her warm wet tongue up and down Jenn's soft bare sole.
"OOOOOHOHOHOHOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!" the brunette moaned and giggled. Shelly's tongue tickled enough to keep her giggling but did far more to fan the fires of her raging libido.
Tricia hugged her, rubbing her own hard nipples against hers, and gave her a deep, moan wrenching kiss! "Let's find all of your tickle spots Jenny!" she said as she gave her another kiss and grabbed the tails of her silk blouse. With each deep kiss, Tricia would yank at the tails of Jenn's blouse and pop a button off! Button after button popped off until Jenn's blouse hung open, revealing her frilly red silk push-up bra.
Tricia saw the bright glimmer of the handcuff keys nestled down between Jenn's cleavage and sniggled her fingers in to retrieve them.
"NOOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Jenn squealed!
"Ooooooo!!!! Someone has big ticklish boobies, don't they ?" she teased.
Jenn was beside herself with lust. It wouldn't take too much more of their insidious tickle torture to force her over the edge.
Tricia pocketed the keys, then hugged the delirious brunette once more. Nibbling her ear (which made Jenn's tummy quiver despite her laugher) Tricia began to rip the seam of the brunette's blouse at the left shoulder. The right soon followed and the remnants of Jenn's blouse was tossed away.
"Shelly, be a dear and hand me those scissors" Tricia asked as she retrieved her feather.
Jenn gasped desperately for breath, fearing and loving what was coming next.
Tricia danced the tip of the feather across the tops of Jennifer's bobbling breasts, eliciting more moaning and giggling while Shelly found the scissors.
"NONONONONOHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" Jenn cackled as Shelly stole her other shoe and started to tickle-torture her stocking covered sole.
Tricia, meanwhile, used the scissors to snip away at the brunette's bra straps. Her huge breasts nearly bounced free of the restraining bra, but it held them until Trish popped loose the front clasp!
Jenn's glorious full breasts bounced free and her incredibly engorged nipples told Tricia that this sensuous brunette was immensely enjoying her bondage and tickle torture. Kissing her deeply once more, and cooing how much they loved her, Tricia handed Shelly the scissors and cupped Jenn's right breast with her left hand. Jenny's 40DD's were still firm despite her age and Tricia found out by wiggling her fingertips how insanely ticklish they were! Feather in hand, she tickled underneath while slowly circling the feather's tip around Jenn's puffy areoles and turgidly hard nipple.
Jenn couldn't help bucking her hips shamelessly while she giggled and cackled. The feather on her nipple and Tricia's fingertips tickling her breast were pushing her even closer to the edge! She was so lost in the euphoria of her pre-orgasmic state that she didn't even comprehend that Shelly was using the scissors to cut away her too-short skirt. It only slammed into her tickle-addled emotions when Shelly cut away her red panties and started tickling her bare buns!
Completely nude except for one lone stocking, Jenn was literally begging in her mind for the two blondes to complete her humiliation and make her cum for them!
"MMMmmmmmmmmoooooooooooooooo!!!!!!heheheheeeeeeeeeee!!!!" she giggle-moaned as Tricia started tickle-teasing her right breast and Shelly traced her long nails up and down her very tender inner thighs.
"I think someone wants to cum for us Trish!" Shelly said with an evil leer.
"I think she does too, don't you Jenny?"
Humiliation was beyond the buxom brunette at this point. All she cared about was the raging fire that was burning in her loins and the unquenchable desire for an explosive release from her sexual captivity.
"I think you've learned a good FIRST lesson hon!" Tricia said as she wrapped one arm around Jenn's shoulders and smothered her with a deep french kiss! Her other hand wielded the feather. Unerringly, she guided it to Jenn's pouting lips and began to saw it slowly up and down the brunette's sopping wet mound.
"MMMMNNNGGGGG!!!! MMMMNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!" Jennifer moaned loudly through the kiss as she violently thrust her hips back and forth across the feather's tendrils. Tricia was tickling her right on her hard little love nubbin and pushed the helpless Jenn right over the edge!
Tricia wouldn't let up on the kiss as she felt the brunette's body quaking and vibrating with the force of an enormous orgasm! Hanging limply, the sexy executive could only jerk with delight as they tickled hot wet streams of her love juices from her.
Finally, Tricia broke the kiss, and Jenn could only gasp desperately for air as the final throes of her orgasm shook her voluptuous body.
Tricia winked at Shelly, who once again captured Jenn's upturned bare foot and began dragging her tongue up and down the brunette's very tender and very pink bare sole!
"noooooooooooHAHAHAHAHAAAAAMMMMMAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!" Jenn giggle-moaned as she felt her bare foot being love-tickled once more.
"Oh, honey... you didn't think we'd let you get away with only one, did you ?" cooed Tricia as she slid her fingers between Jenn's sopping wet lips. "I know just how to keep you cumming until you pass out sweetie!"
"OHGAWWWWWWHAHAHAHAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM!!!!" Jenn howled as Tricia's fingers found her special spot. Her muscles grabbed tight against Tricia's tickling fingers as she howled out her laughter and ecstasy. The thunderous rippling of her muscles started again and again; one following right behind the other, until she saw stars behind her eyes and she slipped into a glorious unconsciousness she had never experienced before!
A thin film of perspiration sheened Jenn's nude body as she hung nearly lifeless in her bondage.
"I think that was a good FIRST lesson Shell. What should we do next ?"
"Clear off her desk Trish. I'm not through with our lovely brunette yet!
Standing on the carpet behind her desk, she had cuffed her ankles in a broad spreader-bar; such that her legs were splayed a good 3 feet apart. So far apart that she had to hike her short skirt up high upon her butt, showing her bright red silk panties and leaving her milky white thighs exposed above her high fashion stocking. Once she had shackled her wrists, she was left poised on tip toes; her tiny feet popping out of her 3 inch heels – one encased in a stocking, and one completely bare.
Jenn moaned in anticipation, a soft white cloth serving as a cleave gag for the buxom brunette. She knew it wouldn't be long before her blonde boss Terry would arrive to deliver her weekly tickle-torture.
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But this week, that was not to be. Terry was caught up in a corporate takeover and could not miss this Friday night meeting. She was just about to enter Jenn's office to let her know when she heard an angry brunette berating someone. The language she used was coarse and demeaning and Terry frowned at Jennifer's lack of composure. Throughout the week, Jenn had been unduly critical of two girls in the secretarial pool. Rather than point out their shortcomings to their supervisor, she had instead attacked them personally; something a good manager would never do. Terry waited, and as she suspected, the two blondes, Tricia and Shelly, came out of Jenn's office.
Not wishing to disappoint her sexy tickle-toy, she decided to administer a little bit of discipline. She motioned for the two to follow her with a single finger to her lips to command silence. Once in her office, she asked the two what Jenny was so angry about.
"There's just no pleasing her!" Tricia started in.
"We get everything done on time but it's still not good enough" Shelly piped in.
"That's a shame, too, 'cause I kinda like her. If only she'd loosen up a little bit!" Tricia added.
Terry could sense by Tricia's body language and tone of voice that she wanted very much for Jenn to like her. A glance at Shelly revealed much the same thing about her.
Terry motioned the tall, buxom blondes towards her and whispered conspiratorily into their ears. "I think you two should come back to the office around 7 PM tonight", she told them with a lacivious giggle. "My guess is you'll find someone you know in a VERY TICKLISH situation!"
Both of the girls were curious and definitely interested, so Terry followed up with "...Oh, I'm sure she'll CUM to appreciate your skills a bit more after tonight!" With wicked smiles of ill-concealed desire, the two blondes knew who Terry was referring to and eagerly anticipated the evening hours.
"She always stays late on Friday and there'll be no one else in the building to interrupt you!" Terry finished with a sly wink.
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Jenn heard the door to her office open, and she moaned eagerly, knowing that her boss Terry had arrived. She squealed with delight when she felt the sharp nails caressing her exposed soles and laughter poured out from around her cleave gag!
"NEEEEEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" she laughed as both of her feet were tickled. Tied and spread as she was, there was no way she could escape the tickling nor cover her vulnerable soles. All she could do was dance fitfully from side to side, but in the process of doing so, she lost her grip on the keys to the cuffs. Bouncing once across her nose, the keys tumbled down into her blouse, between her massive cleavage and each laughter filled shake sent them tumbling farther down, until they rested at the bottom of her silky red bra.
Jenn was laughing hysterically as both of her feet were tickled when she suddenly realized there were 10 fingers tickling each of her exposed soles! Frightened, she looked back over her shoulder and she was mentally frozen in fear, but still cackling insanely! There she saw Tricia and Shelly grinning wickedly up at her as they danced their nails across her tender soles!
"NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" she laughed as she wildly shook her head from side to side. Caught in her fetish by the two she had so roundly criticized earlier, she just knew that they'd tickle her to death!
Jenn tried complaining but all that came past the gag was hysterical laughter! Tricia and Shelly knew just how to tickle her tender feet and could care less if Jennifer complained. Shelly particularly loved torturing Jenn's bare right foot so she tossed away her heel and held the top of her foot such that her entire bare sole was available to be tickled. Jenn couldn't even wiggle her foot when held like this which left her hopping fitfully on the toes of her left foot. Tricia had other ideas.
Tricia walked around to face a helplessly squealing brunette who was starting to cry. "Ooooo little Miss Bitchy is a little ticklish, isn't she ?" she taunted.
Jenn looked through tear-blurred eyes at the blonde secretary, expecting to see a smile born of vengeance. Instead, Jenn beheld a look of pure undisguised lust in the blonde's bright blue eyes.
Yanking Jenn's blouse from the waistband of her skirt, Tricia kissed her quickly and continued to tease the helpless brunette. "Are we ticklish here too ?" she asked sweetly as she slithered her fingers under Jenn's blouse and started tickling her sides and tummy. "Kitchy, kitchy, koo!!!!!" she sang as Jenn exploded in squeals of tortured laughter.
"NYAAAAHAHAHAHNONONONOOOOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!"
It wasn't bad enough that the two blondes she had so recently berated were tickling the hell out of her, but she was becoming forcibly aroused and humiliation began to grow within her should these two find out her naughty little secret.
But Terry had given them both enough of a hint to let them know that this pink cheeked brunette with her tickle forced dimples absolutely loved being tickle-tortured to orgasm. Shelly started nibbling on her bare heel and stroking her nails up and down her sole while Tricia tickled her tummy and took great delight in watching Jenn's huge breasts bobble back and forth; her nipples growing harder by the second. Tricia was becoming very turned on by tickling the helpless, buxom brunette and was licking her lips in anticipation of tickle-stripping Jennifer until she was completely nude and totally under her command.
Shelly too, was feeling the erotic effects of tickle-torture as she paid rapt attention to Jenn's bare foot. It was a small size 5, pink with creamy soles, and so buttery soft that it was no surprise the bitchy brunette had incredibly ticklish feet.
Tricia kissed the cackling Jenny again, then reached up for the left sleeve of her short-sleeved silk blouse. Grabbing it by the seam, the tall blonde easily split the seam open with a loud "RIPPPPPP!!!!". Continuing along the shoulder seam, she peeled away the sleeve as if it were tissue paper; exposing Jenn's smooth, hollow underarm. Tricia repeated this on her right sleeve, leaving the hanging Jennifer's armpits helplessly exposed! Blowing her a kiss which the crying brunette didn't see, Tricia pulled a stiff goose feather from Jenn's toybox and came around to whisper in her ear.
"Are these cute underarms ticklish too, love ?" Tricia cooed as she waved the feather in front of the brunette's face.
Eyes wide open in shock, a squealing Jennifer tried to shake her head no, but collapsed into another jag of laughter while Shelly played with her bare foot.
"Let's find out, hon !" Tricia said maliciously and started stroking the feather slowly up and down Jenn's defenseless underarms.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Jenn squealed! She tried rocking from side to side but Tricia followed her every move; slowly teasing her highly sensitive pits. Physically and emotionally, Jenn was drained. Her muscles refused to respond and all she could do was hang on tippy toes while they tickled her into insanity. But not every muscle refused to heed the call! Every time Shelly's soft lips kissed her tender sole, a jolt of erotic electricity shot directly to her already sopping wet mound! Terry's sessions with her had revealed how incredibly hot she got when someone kissed and loved her very tender bare feet. Wriggling her hips lewdly, she telegraphed her arousal to her two blonde temptresses.
Shelly had Jenn in near silent laughter as she wriggled her fingers in between the brunette's tiny toes. Tricia winked at her, and Shelly went from torturous tickling to slowly drawing her warm wet tongue up and down Jenn's soft bare sole.
"OOOOOHOHOHOHOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!" the brunette moaned and giggled. Shelly's tongue tickled enough to keep her giggling but did far more to fan the fires of her raging libido.
Tricia hugged her, rubbing her own hard nipples against hers, and gave her a deep, moan wrenching kiss! "Let's find all of your tickle spots Jenny!" she said as she gave her another kiss and grabbed the tails of her silk blouse. With each deep kiss, Tricia would yank at the tails of Jenn's blouse and pop a button off! Button after button popped off until Jenn's blouse hung open, revealing her frilly red silk push-up bra.
Tricia saw the bright glimmer of the handcuff keys nestled down between Jenn's cleavage and sniggled her fingers in to retrieve them.
"NOOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Jenn squealed!
"Ooooooo!!!! Someone has big ticklish boobies, don't they ?" she teased.
Jenn was beside herself with lust. It wouldn't take too much more of their insidious tickle torture to force her over the edge.
Tricia pocketed the keys, then hugged the delirious brunette once more. Nibbling her ear (which made Jenn's tummy quiver despite her laugher) Tricia began to rip the seam of the brunette's blouse at the left shoulder. The right soon followed and the remnants of Jenn's blouse was tossed away.
"Shelly, be a dear and hand me those scissors" Tricia asked as she retrieved her feather.
Jenn gasped desperately for breath, fearing and loving what was coming next.
Tricia danced the tip of the feather across the tops of Jennifer's bobbling breasts, eliciting more moaning and giggling while Shelly found the scissors.
"NONONONONOHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" Jenn cackled as Shelly stole her other shoe and started to tickle-torture her stocking covered sole.
Tricia, meanwhile, used the scissors to snip away at the brunette's bra straps. Her huge breasts nearly bounced free of the restraining bra, but it held them until Trish popped loose the front clasp!
Jenn's glorious full breasts bounced free and her incredibly engorged nipples told Tricia that this sensuous brunette was immensely enjoying her bondage and tickle torture. Kissing her deeply once more, and cooing how much they loved her, Tricia handed Shelly the scissors and cupped Jenn's right breast with her left hand. Jenny's 40DD's were still firm despite her age and Tricia found out by wiggling her fingertips how insanely ticklish they were! Feather in hand, she tickled underneath while slowly circling the feather's tip around Jenn's puffy areoles and turgidly hard nipple.
Jenn couldn't help bucking her hips shamelessly while she giggled and cackled. The feather on her nipple and Tricia's fingertips tickling her breast were pushing her even closer to the edge! She was so lost in the euphoria of her pre-orgasmic state that she didn't even comprehend that Shelly was using the scissors to cut away her too-short skirt. It only slammed into her tickle-addled emotions when Shelly cut away her red panties and started tickling her bare buns!
Completely nude except for one lone stocking, Jenn was literally begging in her mind for the two blondes to complete her humiliation and make her cum for them!
"MMMmmmmmmmmoooooooooooooooo!!!!!!heheheheeeeeeeeeee!!!!" she giggle-moaned as Tricia started tickle-teasing her right breast and Shelly traced her long nails up and down her very tender inner thighs.
"I think someone wants to cum for us Trish!" Shelly said with an evil leer.
"I think she does too, don't you Jenny?"
Humiliation was beyond the buxom brunette at this point. All she cared about was the raging fire that was burning in her loins and the unquenchable desire for an explosive release from her sexual captivity.
"I think you've learned a good FIRST lesson hon!" Tricia said as she wrapped one arm around Jenn's shoulders and smothered her with a deep french kiss! Her other hand wielded the feather. Unerringly, she guided it to Jenn's pouting lips and began to saw it slowly up and down the brunette's sopping wet mound.
"MMMMNNNGGGGG!!!! MMMMNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!" Jennifer moaned loudly through the kiss as she violently thrust her hips back and forth across the feather's tendrils. Tricia was tickling her right on her hard little love nubbin and pushed the helpless Jenn right over the edge!
Tricia wouldn't let up on the kiss as she felt the brunette's body quaking and vibrating with the force of an enormous orgasm! Hanging limply, the sexy executive could only jerk with delight as they tickled hot wet streams of her love juices from her.
Finally, Tricia broke the kiss, and Jenn could only gasp desperately for air as the final throes of her orgasm shook her voluptuous body.
Tricia winked at Shelly, who once again captured Jenn's upturned bare foot and began dragging her tongue up and down the brunette's very tender and very pink bare sole!
"noooooooooooHAHAHAHAHAAAAAMMMMMAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!" Jenn giggle-moaned as she felt her bare foot being love-tickled once more.
"Oh, honey... you didn't think we'd let you get away with only one, did you ?" cooed Tricia as she slid her fingers between Jenn's sopping wet lips. "I know just how to keep you cumming until you pass out sweetie!"
"OHGAWWWWWWHAHAHAHAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM!!!!" Jenn howled as Tricia's fingers found her special spot. Her muscles grabbed tight against Tricia's tickling fingers as she howled out her laughter and ecstasy. The thunderous rippling of her muscles started again and again; one following right behind the other, until she saw stars behind her eyes and she slipped into a glorious unconsciousness she had never experienced before!
A thin film of perspiration sheened Jenn's nude body as she hung nearly lifeless in her bondage.
"I think that was a good FIRST lesson Shell. What should we do next ?"
"Clear off her desk Trish. I'm not through with our lovely brunette yet!
