Sasha tied my hands above my head so she can have little fun. She knows i hate tickling. I maybe laugh but inside i just want to . I can't resist.
She started with my belly. Her long fingers were dancing on my belly, making me laugh and laugh and laugh. Sasha was so merciless that i had scratch marks all over it. She didn't stopped there. She tickled my armpits too. Pushing her fingers deep she almost made me cry.