FAE DCAY’S TICKLE-TABLE DESTRUCTION

Description: With some extra time left after shooting with muffy swiftpath last year, i managed to convince fae dcay to take a turn strapped down on my tickle table. and trust me… we made those 18 minutes count. from the second her arms were secured, i went right to work on her weak spots. her armpits were already driving her crazy from just my fingers alone, but once the wands came out, the laughter got completely out of control. then i moved down to that insanely sensitive belly of hers. fingers dancing across her sides, wands gliding over her stomach, and nice strokes with the special gloves had fae squirming and laughing harder by the minute. don’t forget the raspberries. by the time i reached her feet, she was already overwhelmed. and that’s when the real chaos kicked in. brushes , and relentless attention with more special gloves to her soles had her completely losing it on the table. the tickling became so intense that fae actually had to use her safe word, which is something that’s rather difficult to do, before the tickling was over. like usual, dealing with me…  she definitely got wrecked.   *discounted price*