rerumfontis
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*when you finally grab my wrists, I turn my eyes away from the hawk-like gaze at your midsection and to your face, ready for an actual struggle. But then I grin widely as you pull your hands away and obediently apologize* Ooh... you are a nice one. So well trained.
*My eyes dart back downward, as I slowly start rolling up your shirt to your ribs, now knowing that you'll behave nicely* Which means I am going to have to be extra nice with you... *now fully exposing your tummy, that fingernail of mine now begins softly tracing wide circles around the perimeter of your belly, using the softest touch I can* Now I wonder just how little it takes for someone who is 'soooo ticklish!'
smiling ... blushing .... grasping my hands together behind my head .... your smile so lovely ... your voice tickles me ... everywhere at once .... gasping and snickering softly as you slowly roll up my shirt ... my ticklish tummy and sides fully exposed ... feeling so ticklish and vulnerable I almost start laughing before you even touch me .... exploding in helpless, frantic laughter as your fingernail softly strokes my ticklish skin aaaaaaaaeeeehahahahaha oh god hahahahaaaaaahahahahahahaahha writhing and arching my back .... not much aaahahahahahaha almost screaming with laughter and again unable to hold my arms still .... wanting to let you tickle me so much but unable to stop my hands from trying to protect my tummy and ribs hahahahaha oh I am sorry my Lady it tickles so much eeehehehehehe :blush .... :wub
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