Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Kelly and I were lying on the couch, vegging out and watching some scary ghost show on tv. She totally said she was okay with that kinda thing and that it didn’t scare her, so I was shocked when she squealed and practically pounced into my arms. We’ve been friends for a while, just friends, like no hanky panky, but when her firm ass plopped in my lap, I was feeling very randy!
Her cute lips parted in a big “O” as she watched the ghost manifest on the screen. Her eyes dilated, and she pressed uneasily into my tits. I had to help distract her; that’s what a good friend would do, right? So, I slipped my fingers under the hem of her crop top to tickle and tease her ribs.
Tickle and Tease
Kelly jumped again, her bouncy breast catching my gaze as her hands swatted at mine. “Krysta, stopppp!” She giggled. There was a sparkle lighting her eyes now when she looked at me, and I let my fingers graze back down her sides.
“What? I was just comforting you.” I feigned innocence for half a second before digging my fingers into her side with wild wiggles.
Kelly squirmed, trying to avoid me, and I squirmed right back to find the most ticklish spot. Soon we were both out of breath from the effort, and in her attempts to tickle me back, our shirts had become all shifted. Her bra was visible, and I’m pretty sure my big ol titties were showing off a nipple that had sprung from my bra. Without a word, she leaned in and captured my exposed nipple with her mouth. I let out a heavy moan and leaned into the pull of her mouth.
This tickle fight was about to be one Kelly and I would never forget!
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410