Two Girls Foot Tickle the Ex-Girlfriend - Spanish (sub:English), MP4, FULLHD 1080
Two Girls Foot Tickle the Ex-Girlfriend - Spanish (sub:English), MP4, FULLHD 1080
As Kyoto sat cross-legged on the edge of her bed, a mischievous grin spread across her face. She was about to enact her master plan – getting her ex-girlfriend Dolly Darko back, no matter the cost. Calling it a 'friendly visit', Kyoto had invited Dolly over, feigning the return of a few of her belongings. Little did Dolly know that she was walking into a trap.
Kyoto greeted her former lover warmly, offering her a cup of coffee. Dolly, always suspicious of Kyoto's intentions, secretly texted her best friend Shey. "If I don't reply in 30 minutes, come get me," Dolly's message read.
Suddenly, Dolly woke up strapped to a medical stretcher, completely restrained. Her wrists and ankles were locked down with thick Segufix cuffs. A tight head harness ballgag filled her mouth, preventing her from speaking. She couldn't move, she couldn't scream. Kyoto stood over her, laughing maniacally.
"You always were so ticklish," she teased, removing Dolly's shoes. With a cruel smile, Kyoto began lightly tickling the soles of her feet. Dolly exploded in laughter, shaking in her straps. Her feet were too sensitive for this, but Kyoto didn't care. She giggled, teasing her with every stroke. "Say yes to being mine again, or I'll never stop," Kyoto threatened playfully.
But Dolly resisted. Kyoto's eyes flashed with anger. She brought out her tools – a back scratcher, a pinwheel, and a spiked foot massager. The back scratcher ran up and down Dolly's soles, the pinwheel danced along her arches, and the spiked massager rolled across her feet. Dolly screamed behind her gag, laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.
Just as things got crueler, there was a loud knock at the door. And another. Kyoto opened the door, and to her horror, there stood Shey, barging in, knocking her off her feet. She freed Dolly immediately, removing the restraints and gag. Now the real revenge began.
Dolly woke up gagged and strapped to the same stretcher, even tighter than Kyoto had been. Her ankles were so bound, she couldn't move a toe. A giant 5cm ballgag filled her mouth, making her drool nonstop. And in front of her: Kyoto and Shey, smiling. They started slow – fingers teasing her soft soles. Then came the tools: scratchers, pinwheels, and finally the spiked massager.
Kyoto's laughter became wild, uncontrollable, desperate. Her whole body shook, but the straps didn't let her move. She was at their mercy. There was no deal, no escape, no safe word. Shey and Dolly eventually got bored. They kissed each other, laughed, and left Kyoto tied up on the medical table. "Goodbye, forever," Dolly said as the door closed behind them. Kyoto could only moan through her gag, still laughing, still drooling, still stuck.
