Tickling

"Hold her arms over her head. And you, and you," Faith pointed to two other girls, "hold her legs, one each. Hannah, honey, it's time for a TICKLE DEATH!" cooed Faith

And so began Hannah's torture. Faith started with her arms, gently running her fingertips over Hannah's skin. From her wrists to her armpits. Up and down, occasionally touching the outsides of Hannah's breasts.

After a few minutes, Faith shifted her focus completely to Hannah's breasts. With her fingernails over Hannah's nipples, which reacted again, getting harder and harder. Hannah couldn't hold back moans anymore. And wriggled to avoid Faith's hands, unsuccessfully. Faith brought her mouth to Hannah's right nipple and gently sucked it. Hannah's breathing intensified. She closed her eyes and moaned louder.