mzzmra
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Superfox the secret agent superheroine told: "Last week I was captured by my chinese enemy gang and they decided to let me be interrogated by their most expert sadistic
interrogator, Mao Ping! I was taken to their lair and I was stripped completely naked and chained wrists and ankles on the kitchen table. When Mao Ping came and I refused
to reveal important informations he smiled at me and told me that he would be happy to give me a very careful erotic tickling massage! And that he would stop only when I gave
up and talk. Alone in the room with him, helpless and struggling, I could only watch at him pouring some scented massage oil on my naked body and then he began to massage with his hands and fingers
every inch of my skin, slowly, while the lurid pig smiled lustfully looking into my eyes. After one minute, excited, he changed his massage touching into tickling, tormenting with
his moving fingers my neck, armpits, sides, ribs, belly, groins, thighs and pussy. My moans, giggles, laughing and screams filled the room while I struggled and twisted my body trying to
free myself, in vain. Methodically, he began to alternate the tickling to my upperbody to that of my feet, chained to the table's legs. But he was not yet satisfied and to feed
his lust he decided to masturb me to watch at me cumming. I felt his finger sliding gently in my pussy and begin to caress my clit and I saw his face close to mine enjoying
every fast breath and moan coming out from my lips. I could not resist to his erotic touch and I had to show him my screaming orgasm. And then, that old pig began to
tickle my feet again, and then my upperbody again and the cumming made me much more sensitive to the tickling ordeal. After a while, smiling, he began again to slide
his finger into my pussy telling me that I was going to receive another soft masturbation and another orgasm. I screamed "NOOOO, FILTHY PIG" but I had no way to make
him stop, attached defensless to the torments' table. Again another orgasms upset me and I was exhausted and breathing fast when Mao Ping, close to my face, asked me
if I thought if there was the possibility that I was going to surrender and talk. He did not wait for the answer, I felt again his fingers tracing softly my ribs and I struggled my
bonds, moaning and insulting him!
interrogator, Mao Ping! I was taken to their lair and I was stripped completely naked and chained wrists and ankles on the kitchen table. When Mao Ping came and I refused
to reveal important informations he smiled at me and told me that he would be happy to give me a very careful erotic tickling massage! And that he would stop only when I gave
up and talk. Alone in the room with him, helpless and struggling, I could only watch at him pouring some scented massage oil on my naked body and then he began to massage with his hands and fingers
every inch of my skin, slowly, while the lurid pig smiled lustfully looking into my eyes. After one minute, excited, he changed his massage touching into tickling, tormenting with
his moving fingers my neck, armpits, sides, ribs, belly, groins, thighs and pussy. My moans, giggles, laughing and screams filled the room while I struggled and twisted my body trying to
free myself, in vain. Methodically, he began to alternate the tickling to my upperbody to that of my feet, chained to the table's legs. But he was not yet satisfied and to feed
his lust he decided to masturb me to watch at me cumming. I felt his finger sliding gently in my pussy and begin to caress my clit and I saw his face close to mine enjoying
every fast breath and moan coming out from my lips. I could not resist to his erotic touch and I had to show him my screaming orgasm. And then, that old pig began to
tickle my feet again, and then my upperbody again and the cumming made me much more sensitive to the tickling ordeal. After a while, smiling, he began again to slide
his finger into my pussy telling me that I was going to receive another soft masturbation and another orgasm. I screamed "NOOOO, FILTHY PIG" but I had no way to make
him stop, attached defensless to the torments' table. Again another orgasms upset me and I was exhausted and breathing fast when Mao Ping, close to my face, asked me
if I thought if there was the possibility that I was going to surrender and talk. He did not wait for the answer, I felt again his fingers tracing softly my ribs and I struggled my
bonds, moaning and insulting him!
