Tentatron the pussy tickler
robbie took the tickler and ghosted it right over her pussy.
robbie leaned in and blew right on her clit as the tickler was swirling around her ass.
knowing it's far too late to protest now, you do as your told. soon you feel my feather tickler running over your nyloned feet...then over your ankles...then the backs of your knees. then you feel my other hand give you a genuinely hard, stern smack to the ass. the tickler is running between your thighs now, causing a high-pitched moan to rip through you. as it lightly traces your pussy lips, you feel your entire midsection buck with the effort to hold your orgasm back, for which you are rewarded by another loud, painful thwack from my skillful hand.
i turn the vibe on, just as her head touched the cushion, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through her. i slide the vibe in and out, intentionally not letting the clit tickler touch her clit, letting the sensation build. i pushed the vibe in further, this time just touching her clit with the tickler, just for an instant. each time i pushed the vibe deep into her pussy, i would let the tickler vibrate on her clit a bit longer than the last time.