She lies primed in position expecting full torture. You have other ideas of course. You gently place your knuckles above her bellybutton, antipication follows, you gently begin to massage her stomach. She moans a little expecting a little tickling, but as it went on it was divine heaven his hands curing the stresses of the digital world. This feeeellllllllllssssss so good. She wondered, Palmon needs some of this. Soon she was sound asleep, slumped down and began snoring. However you had other plans.
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