Tickling Terror Is Going on - Part Dd_4318

Hi.

Please stop.

Stop it, do you know what?

I wonder if I can hurt you.

Ow!

Aw, does that hurt?

Yeah, something bad.

Stop.

Please stop.

Please stop.

Now.

Please!

Where are you scurrying to?

I don't know.

You're not going to be on it.

I'm a monster.

Please stop.

Tickle another ******!

Hey!

Don't smack me! Now bite!

Oh, fuck!

I barely even touched you.

I don't know.

You're sick of that.

Stop moving your big ass feet.

No, you stop tickling me.

You're a motherfucker, you gotta stop.

Excuse me?

I didn't start.

Stop tickling my feet!

I need to breathe.

What are you doing?

Ow.

Ow.

Please.

Please stop.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

No!

Stop it!

Please, this is so not funny!

You sound like a smurf when you're getting tickled.

I'm a smurf.

Have you ever heard that?

I don't care. I'm a smurf.

Leave me alone.

Oh my god.

Please stop.

No.

Oh, fuck.

Get away!

You're so very nice.

Right there.

Stop.

Please.

No.

Please stop it.

What do you want with my hand?

Here, you can have it. Take it.

I'm gonna get it.

It probably smells like stinky feet.

Stinky.

Ow!

Oh, hello. That was lovely.

Oh my god.

I thought you wanted a lemon tie with me.

No.

You can go about your merry business, girl.

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