Leila is tied by her wrists to a beam on the ceiling, to stand on her tippy toes. Matt tickles her on her belly, sending her into a giggle fit. When his fingers travel up to her armpits, she loses it and starts laughing hysterically and squirming, but there's nowhere for her to go! He kneels down and tickles her feet and she's laughing so hard and dancing around on her tippy toes trying to get away from his tickling fingertips. He tickles her inner thighs and she tells him it's turning her on, in between fits of laughter and struggling.
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Leila is tied by her wrists to a beam on the ceiling, to stand on her tippy toes. Matt tickles her on her belly, sending her into a giggle fit. When his fingers travel up to her armpits, she loses it and starts laughing hysterically and squirming, but there's nowhere for her to go! He kneels down and tickles her feet and she's laughing so hard and dancing around on her tippy toes trying to get away from his tickling fingertips. He tickles her inner thighs and she tells him it's turning her on, in between fits of laughter and struggling.