"..................Kid, you don't have to shut up. Look, did I...hurt....your...feelings?" Karen asked as she slowed turned only to realize Laura had somehow found rope and, even more oddly, she had bound her feet! "Laura, what is goin-eh!" Karen yelped and blushed. What was that wet, slimy sensation?
"....These actually taste good!" Laura comments, poking her head above the sofa, grinning.
"Kid, why are you licking me feehehehehehehehehehehaahhaahhahahaahahahahhahah!" Karen started to crack as Laura gave another lick.
"It's LAURA. Not kid, Laura! I didn't know these would taste so good, or that you were this ticklish!" Laura admitted, getting ready to lick again. Karen lunges for her...
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