Like Irish, I just go all spaz with the ever-so-light tickle touch on my lower tummy occassionally slidding over my pubic hair. After the tickle touch has me all twitching and aching, then rake your long fingernails across my lower abdoman where you just tickled. Scratch me again and again and baby I'm puddy in your hands.

P.S. Imaginewithme, you don't even have to touch me. Your words coupled with my imagination lights my fire everytime. A while ago when you replied to one of my posts with "Will someone scrape my jaw off the floor," I got hot just thinking that something I said made you hot. Thinking of You, Larry.

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