Tickle tickle

With Lauren sprawled out naked, her lips spread apart, Britney had a brilliant idea, an awful yet brilliant idea. She crouched down low, her butt pointed out the crowd as she knelt between Lauren’s legs. She lowered her back enough to make sure everyone could see as she took her right index finger and began to tickle Lauren between her legs.

The tip of her finger brushed over Lauren’s clit moving up and down her labia as she did. Lauren squirmed realizing what Britney intended. “NO!” Lauren cried. “Let me go! Stop it! Ref! This can’t be allowed! Stop!”

“Anything is allowed until you are completely naked,” the ref said. “Those are the rules.”

Lauren cried as Britney smirked as she continued to toy with Lauren making her pussy glisten as she did. With her other hand, she reached over and spread Lauren apart further. Her right hand tickled while her left kept Lauren exposed as all cameras aimed at her.