Kinky Custom Creations - 3 Way Female Tickling Mr Little

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Kinky Custom Creations - 3 Way Female Tickling Mr Little

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3 Way Female Tickling Mr Little

As the door creaked open, the overwhelming scent of perfume and anticipation filled the air. Three stunning women, each towering over six feet tall, stood before you, their eyes gleaming with mischief. They were clad in nothing but skimpy lingerie, their bodies toned and perfect.



"Welcome to Kinky Custom Creations," purred the woman in the middle, her voice like silk. "Are you ready for your custom experience?"



You nodded, unable to take your eyes off their luscious forms. The woman in the center stepped forward, her heels clicking against the floor. She extended her hand, inviting you to stand. As you rose to your feet, you felt like a tiny mouse dwarfed by these colossal goddesses.



"We're going to play a little game," she said, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "A game of tickling."



Your heart raced as you realized what was about to happen. The woman in the middle grabbed your tie, yanking you close to her towering frame. She leaned down, her perfect breasts pressing against your chest.



"You're going to love this," she whispered, her breath warm on your neck. With that, she began to tickle your sides, her long fingernails digging into your skin. You squealed in delighted agony as the other two women joined in, tickling your legs, arms, and stomach.



The power dynamic shifted between them, each woman trying to outdo the others in their tickling prowess. You felt like a helpless pawn caught in their erotic game. Your body shook with laughter and the occasional yelp of pain as they teased and tormented you.



Suddenly, the woman in the middle stopped tickling. She stood up straight, revealing your drenched boxers to the other two women. They gasped in unison, their eyes widening in surprise.



"It seems our little mouse has been thoroughly wet," the woman in the middle said, her voice low and threatening. "We'll have to punish you for that."



Before you could even react, they grabbed you by the wrists and pulled you between their bodies. They were so close now that you could feel their warm breath on your face.



"You like this, don't you?" purred the woman on the left. "You like being our plaything."



You nodded, unable to deny the truth in her words. They each took one of your legs and lifted it up, spreading them wide. You felt vulnerable and exposed, but also thrilled by their dominance.



"This is just the beginning," the woman on the right growled, running her tongue along the inside of her plump lower lip. She reached down and grabbed your member, stroking it gently between her fingers.



"You're going to beg for more," the woman in the middle said, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. And with that, they began their erotic tickle torture once again.

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