I've got Abby right where I want her - tied to a table, helpless and vulnerable, wearing only her panties. We were making out, and I could feel the tension building between us. I suggested spicing things up with some bondage, and she eagerly agreed. Now, as I stand over her, my long, sharp nails at the ready, I ask her if she's ticklish. Her giggles are music to my ears as I begin to explore her sensitive spots. I tickle her sides, and her gentle laughter fills the room, but this is just the beginning. I've been waiting for this moment for so long, and now I can finally unleashed my inner demons. My nails dance across her skin, moving from her sides to her inner thighs and feet. She struggles against the ropes, but they're too tight, holding her in place for my pleasure. I discover her armpits are particularly sensitive, and she squirms with delight as I tease her there. It's clear she's having fun, but I'm just getting started.
