Jessica looks down in horror and mirth as Agnes’s finger dips into her shallow belly button, scratching at the walls with her wrinkly fingers. Her eyes flew wide at the ticklish sensation and she cried out in soaring laughter “HAHAHAHAHA PPLLLLEEEEASE NNOOT BY BBBELLLYBUUTTOOOON! HAHAHAHHA!” Agnes smiled evilly and dug her finger deeper as Jessica swiveled her hips in the car seat. No one could hear her and no one was coming to get her, and she screamed laughter with all her lung capacity. Agnes sunk her finger deeper into the teen’s lusciously soft and smooth tummy button, touching the bottom folds and sadistically digging her finger tips into the warm sensitive folds. Jessica’s belly trembles as a whole new wave of Uber strong tickles flood our from her belly button and she arches her belly in response. Agnes’ finger is forced deeper, and she uses the opportunity to wrap Jessica’s flailing wrists in the seat belt, giving Agnes both hands to work with. She set the left one to spidering her fingers across the teen’s lower belly, making it quiver gently under the ticklish onslaught. As the finger in her navel sent her howling as it dug between two new folds of the teenage blonde’s most sensitive depths, her tummy began to quiver as Agnes felt the abs beneath the surface tremble in laughter. Jessica shook her head back and forth, crying out rich and untamed laughter that no one could hear or stop. “HAHAHAHAH PLLEEEEEAAASE HAHAHAHAHAHHA———“ and she broke off into silent laughter as her navel folds were parted and an especially sensitive part of her tickle button was stroked by Agnes’ finger. Due to the head rest position, Jessica could only look at her own tummy be tickled at the hands of Agnes, with her whole tummy and navel quivering under the old hag’s expert fingers. Agnes cackled snd whispered in Jessica’s was “you’re mine now girl, my tickle slave to play with anytime I want. If you ever disobey, this navel”- and she dug her finger deeper into the folds of Jessica’s navel- “will be tickled until you can’t remember a time when it wasn’t being tickled” underhand? Jessica shook her head in disbelief but when she felt Agnes’ left hand come up to her tummy and pull the skin around her navel tight, forcing all the walls and folds into contact with Agnes’ finger, her will to fight broke. Jessica could only watch as her tummy was used as Agnes’ tickle toy, and she realized her tummy was no longer hers to control. Her navel was Agnes’ now, and she’d have to obey if she ever wanted to stop the maddening tickles driving her insane from her shallow tickle button. She cried out in laughing despair “YEEEESSSS IMMMM YOUUUURRR TOYYYY! PLEEEEASSSSEE JUST LLLEEEAVE MYYY BBBUTTTTTOOON ALLLLONE HAHAHAHAHAHA”. Agnes considered this, and tickled her navel for 5 more minutes until Jessica was utterly exhausted and her tummy was trembling with tickle after shocks, slick with sweat. Agnes came right sit in the drivers seat and rubbed Jessica’s lower belly. Her hands covered the smooth lower belly and Jessica giggled as she shifted her hips to avoid the contact. Agnes immediately stuck a finger just inside the teen’s navel, which made Jessica freeze and gasp innocently as her navel quivered. She looked down in fear with a smile on her face as Agnes said “You will never deny me access to your tummy, do you understand? Or else your navel will meet me friend Mr. Wriggles. Let’s just say that back at my place honey, that little worm has driven more girls to madness than my fingers ever have hehehehe. I wonder if he would EVER leave your sweet tickle button once he sunk his little fuzzy body into its folds.” Jessica’s eyes went wide and she nodded giggling while saying saying “Yeees I understand hehehe pleeeasse”. Agnes relented snd stroked her lower belly for another moment, gave Jessica’s sexy curves one last squeeze to draw a Yelp from the blonde’s lips, and drove out of the parking lot towards her home. She smiled to herself, thinking of all the things she could do to the young blonde beauty’s shallow tummy button. Should she ravage the tickle button with her tools and tongue? Or should she use soft teasing tools to make it even more sensitive before she broke her promise and dropped Mr. Wriggles the worm into the tortured teen’s navel anyway, and let him explore the deep folds. Maybe he’d find her spot, the one spot in every girl’s navel that send them over the edge with ticklish pulses. The word had never failed with a girl yet. Which does she choose?
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