>>47140040>Zoroark sank into the bed’s comforter and moaned.>”Aaahhh… I’ve trained you well.” She proclaimed.>Her voice raised and lowered in pitch as you kneaded her neck.>With a thump, her treasured hairpiece fell to the floor below and rolled across the room.>If she cared, she didn’t show it. >At first you weren’t sure if the noise came from her or not.>It started when you shifted from her upper back to her vulnerable belly.>A constant, rhythmic “ack-ack-ack.”>Like a mixture of a laugh and a purr.“Someone ticklish?” You asked, thrusting fingers deep into her gray coat and tracing circles across her toned muscles.
>Her chittering laughter-purr reached its peak when your fingers reached beneath to tease her abdomen. >Her body shuddered in confusion.>Part of her wanted to press herself into your hands for a deeper massage, and the other half wanted her to get away from the tickling.>When she began batting at your hands through her laughter, you showed her mercy.>You reminded yourself to look up some shiatsu techniques for that part of her body to relax her next time.>After brushing the long strands of hair aside, your hands clamped to her legs.>The girl wriggled beneath you as focused both hands on her right thigh.>She lifted the leg up and stretched it as far as she could, clenching her toes in delight.>The muscles here never get stimulated so deep.>You switched to the other leg.>Once your fingers dug into the muscle here, the effect was immediate.>Her leg kicked.>And you quickly discovered that a little pressure in a certain spot caused the girl’s leg to kick in response.>You couldn’t pass up the opportunity to play with it.>She arched her head off the bed and yipped at the strange feeling. 