Tickle

I can see your laughing eyes as I tickle the inside of your thighs. Dripping oil down your back and into your crack. I massage your back, your butt and your thighs as you lie there regretting your lies. My touch is commanding, intoxication takes over, you feel like a bird with no landing.
You can feel so much threw my touch and you want to stay with me so much but the fear is where you stay because you fear having it any other way.
Tickle tickle just a bit of foreplay

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