Karmilla blushed and closed her eyes, still laughing.
"I.. hahahahaha.... I... Hahahaha...."
"I can't hear you, sweety..." purred the Dryad while licking her lips, her finger slowly teased the rim of the Witch's sexy belly button.
"I.. ahahahahaha!! Sthahahahahap!!"
"That's not what I want to hear" she was know scratching her waistline, making her dance again and again like she was performing a belly dancing show.
"I LAHAHAHAHAHAII.... I LIKE IIIIIT HAHAHAHA"
The Dryad stopped for a while, as her sisters who were still scratching Karmilla's armpits did. The brunette panted, still giggling slightly in anticipation. She knew the tickling would certainly not stop there.
"Good..." The tree smiled.
She approached the lovely innie and licked her lips. The witch was looking at her, waiting for tickles, a little bit nervous. She said she liked it but she was not very sure about it anymore. After all, who knows for how long they would torture her?
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