More Giggling! More Wiggling!

Being an obedient Pleasure Woman, Doe will not let go of the bedposts until you allow it. In the meantime, she's squirming around and squealing about in a most delightful way due to the turkey feather tickle-**** that you're giving her.

Done with tickling her great big boobs, now, you move on to her tummy. Slowly, ever so slowly, you gently brush the feather around Doe's belly-button.

"WOO! WOO! WOOO!" she squeals, wiggling about in a most wonderful fashion!

Then, you do her legs. You start at the bottoms of her bare feet and work your way upward, concentrating on the sensitive inner parts of Doe's plump thighs. Again, she squeals and thrashes around.

At last, you've come home to the jackpot. Your turkey feather gently brushes Doe's huge black forest of pussy-hair.

"Ah! Ah! AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieks, "AYIEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

It's a frenzy of agonizing frustration for her, but you know that she loves it!

Tickle-tickle! Wiggle-giggle!

You tickle her some more. And more. And more!

Then, you see her gasping face. Tears of frustration are running down her cheeks. She needs relief for the **** and you're going to give it to her. You put aside the feather and duck your head down.

"Alright, Doe, you can let go of the bedposts, now." you tell her. So saying, you thrust your tongue into her notch. She goes berserk!

"AH! AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she orgasms.

You eagerly lap up her woman-juices.