Lesbian tickle time in tight blue jeans

You can keep it up, you can keep it up.

I don't think so, I don't think so.

I promise, I promise, I won't do it again.

I swear, I swear, I swear.

I don't know if I believe her.

Look at the sweat dripping off my face.

I swear.

Shit.

Every time you tickle their feet, they go like this.

It's like, oh, you want me to stick it in there?

You want me to stick it in there?

I want you to say,

you're my tickling bit.

Say it, say it.

I'm a tickling bit.

Say it, say it while laughing.

I'm a tickling bit.

Oh, baby.

Have people been spreading bad rumors about me?

Have they been spreading bad rumors about me?

I didn't do it.

You didn't do it?

I didn't, no.

I don't believe her.

I don't believe her.

I didn't.

Does anybody believe her?

No.

I don't.

I know you can't see.

Look at you trying to protect your poor ***********.

You might just want to give up.

Give up!

Sloppy.

You didn't even do any of the laundry.

You're a garbage.

Hey, crazy lady.

What's up with this witchcraft stuff?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

What do I do?

So, look at you.

You're all tied up.

You thought you were going to be able to keep your little information away, huh?

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