Dave2112
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After softening her new playmate up a little bit, Sara goes to work tickling the young lass. With sticky tape over her mouth, the poor girl can't even beg Sara to stop as she closes in on a pair of wriggling socked feet. Of course, tickling her feet through the thin socks only makes Sara wonder what the bare skin of those thrashing soles feels like. The poor girl squeals through the gag as Sara slowly peels back the socks and runs her nails over the ticklish soles...
Circling her captive, Sara taunts her unwilling playmate with comments regarding the smoothness of her stretched armpits. The gag barely muffles the pleading scream as long fingernails stroke the tender flesh. The girl's body is no match for the thick straps, her movement limited to shuddering and squirming under Sara's tickling fingers. The devious redhead devours the muffled pleas and giggles of the young woman as she strokes her breasts and tickles under her arms....
As the girl laughs in tickled torment, Sara begins to think that the shorts are going to have to go soon...and that the bondage table is about due for a change in position...
Circling her captive, Sara taunts her unwilling playmate with comments regarding the smoothness of her stretched armpits. The gag barely muffles the pleading scream as long fingernails stroke the tender flesh. The girl's body is no match for the thick straps, her movement limited to shuddering and squirming under Sara's tickling fingers. The devious redhead devours the muffled pleas and giggles of the young woman as she strokes her breasts and tickles under her arms....
As the girl laughs in tickled torment, Sara begins to think that the shorts are going to have to go soon...and that the bondage table is about due for a change in position...