You start to get comfy, when you feel sensation, a tickling sensation. Your feetis bombarded by thousands of teeth. You look down to see that a man, who is disguised, is tickling you with one of your hairbrush. The bristles were like teeth, seeking in to a nice juicy steak. They nibbled everywhere, your soles, arches, tops, ever so sensitive and ticklish toes. The rapid fire scrubbing went on for five minutes. When suddenly it stopped.
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