Autumn cannot stop thinking about the armpits of her friend, Stella. She describes what she would like to do to them, and contemplates telling Stella and bring her fantasy to life, but risks rejection. So she asks you what you think about her armpits. Would Stella like them? Are they soft like hers? Would you kiss and lick them?

Autumn cannot stop thinking about the armpits of her friend, Stella. She describes what she would like to do to them, and contemplates telling Stella and bring her fantasy to life, but risks rejection. So she asks you what you think about her armpits. Would Stella like them? Are they soft like hers? Would you kiss and lick them?