Ticklishchubs - Arizona Visits: Loborud Returns

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Arizona Visits: Loborud Returns

The Tickle Torture Begins

The air was thick with anticipation as I waited for my giantess friend, Loborud, to arrive. As soon as she stepped through the door, I could see the excitement in her eyes. She was ready for another round of our unique form of entertainment - tickle torture.

I led her to my custom-built tickle table, designed specifically for individuals like her. I couldn't help but admire her towering figure as she towered over me. "Are you ready?" I asked, my voice barely audible beneath her immense presence.

Without waiting for an answer, I secured her to the table and began my assault on her body. My fingers danced across her skin, seeking out the most vulnerable spots. I started with a belly flop across her stomach, poking and prodding until she squirmed beneath me. The look of helpless pleasure on her face told me I was doing something right.

I remembered her mentioning that this tickling technique was very effective when I did it to her previously in Albany. It filled me with pride to know that my skills were making an impact on her. I continued my assault, tickling every inch of her body. Her laughter echoed through the room, filling the air with an infectious joy.

Desperation and Pleasure Intertwine

As I worked my way up her body, I could see the desperation in her eyes. She tried to squirm away from my touch, but the restraints held her tight. Her body trembled with laughter and the feeling of my fingers dancing across her skin.

I paused for a moment, admiring the sight of my giantess friend struggling in vain against my tickling assault. "Is this too much?" I asked, my voice full of mischief.

"No, please don't stop," she managed to gasp between fits of laughter. Her words fueled my determination to push her further. With renewed vigor, I resumed my tickle torture, working every muscle in her body until she was a quivering mass of helpless pleasure.

The look of blissful surrender on her face was enough to make my heart race. It was clear that I had found my calling in life - making others feel the way she did under my touch. As the session drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had helped my giantess friend find a moment of pure joy in the midst of our twisted game.

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