The dress is gone, And the tickling has started! - Julia e Andressa - Brazilian Foot Girls (MP4-HD 1080p)

Description: - andressa entered the room with firm steps, her arms crossed and a suspicious look. julia, already seated and tied to the sofa for their usual "game," quickly noticed the mood had changed. "where's my black dress, julia?" "what dress?" julia asked, raising her eyebrows, feigning innocence. "the one with the straps, the one with the lace on the back. it's gone from my closet. and i'm pretty sure you saw it yesterday." julia laughed, trying to move, but she was tightly bound. it was part of the game they played every now and then, but today andressa seemed to take it more seriously. "i don't even know what that dress is!" julia said with a nervous smile. andressa slowly approached the sofa. "so let's see if you 'remember' after a good tickle…" "no, andressa, don't even try!" julia tried to squirm, but andressa already had her fingers ready, positioned on the sides of her stomach. "last chance: confess." "i swear it wasn't me!" that was the password. andressa's fingers began to run along her ribs, her waist, and down to her thighs. julia laughed, shaking as much as her bound arms would allow. "aaaah! stop!" she screamed, laughing. "i didn't take your dress!" "we'll see…" andressa continued, relentless, now exploring julia's feet, which were bare and vulnerable. each desperate giggle felt like a confession about to come out, but julia held firm, even through tears of laughter. "still nothing?" andressa asked, amused, slowly running her fingernail over the sole of her foot. "nothing!" julia replied, her eyes closed and her face flushed. after several minutes, andressa stopped. she sat next to her friend, panting from laughing so hard. "okay... maybe you're telling the truth. or maybe you're just really good at hiding secrets." julia, breathless, replied: "or maybe... you just want an excuse to tickle me." they both laughed. the dress was still missing—but the fun was definitely in its place.