The assistant loaded a girl into the car who had a really strange hobby. She enjoyed seducing married men. She did it repeatedly, as if it were a game. Finally, our time came. I decided to put a stop to her hobby. The assistant handed her over to my trusted tickler, Andy. She tied Cindy tightly to the rack—her arms together and her legs apart, stretched tight as a string. She was completely helpless, and then it began. Andy started slowly. She gently tickled her armpits with her fingers. Cindy immediately started laughing and squirming; she was incredibly ticklish. Andy didn't make it any easier for her – she ran her fingers over her sides, her ribs, her stomach. She tickled her intensely. Cindy writhed, squealed, and laughed so hard she almost lost her breath.
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