he's back to be tickled again, this time not only with his hands but with two beautiful feathers. he hates tickling but for my amusement he tolerates it. the idea alone makes him sweat, he's one of the few people I know who suffers from it so much. this time he'll be tied up with his arms up, so you can watch him wriggle even more. while I tickle his nose, then move to his armpits and then his feet, he begins to sweat from the pain and wriggle until he smells like sweat, so much so that the feathers no longer slip and I have to tickle him with my hands.

è tornato per farsi solleti...

he's back to be tickled again, this time not only with his hands but with two beautiful feathers. he hates tickling but for my amusement he tolerates it. the idea alone makes him sweat, he's one of the few people I know who suffers from it so much. this time he'll be tied up with his arms up, so you can watch him wriggle even more. while I tickle his nose, then move to his armpits and then his feet, he begins to sweat from the pain and wriggle until he smells like sweat, so much so that the feathers no longer slip and I have to tickle him with my hands.

è tornato per farsi solleticare ancora, questa volta non solo con le mani ma con due piume bellissime. lui odia il solletico ma per il mio divertimento sopporta. già solo l'idea lo fa sudare freddo, è una delle poche persone che conosco a soffrirlo cosi tanto. questa volta sarà legato con le braccia in alto, per poterlo vedere dimenarsi ancora di più. mentre gli faccio il solletico dal naso, per passare a le ascelle e poi ai piedi, inizia a sudare dalla sofferenza e a dimenarsi fino a puzzare di sudore, tanto che le piume non scivolano più e devo passare a solleticarlo con le mani.