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[littleonelee]

It's tummy tuesday!

Let’s make it tummy Thursday. I apologise for my late response 🙂

[littleonelee]

It’s tickle Thursday isn’t it 🙈 how’s your belly button? 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

Sorry for the late response

Here is the tummy thursday!!!!

My belly button is yearning for some attention🙃.

[littleonelee]

Any idea if u are self ticklish?

When do you think you would test to see how ticklish your bellybutton is since u don’t know?

Yeah when I caress my tummy lightly it tickles but belly button doesn’t tickle by self tickling

[littleonelee]

Could we maybe please get a tummy tease with your hipbones exposed? ❤️

Here it is and I am extremely sorry for posting it so late🥲.

[littleonelee]

You seem to be a big fan of crop tops, you ever get nervous a sneaky ler is gonna slip a finger in that belly button? If so, why leave such a vulnerable tickle spot exposed? 🙊

Maybeeeeeee I want a ler to slip a finger in there😌

[littleonelee]

I’m guessing you found your bellybutton to be extremely ticklish since your hiding at the sight of the question

Am I right or am I wrong?🤨

I-I don’t know

[littleonelee]

belly button close up pls?~

[littleonelee]

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My favourite video games

-mine craft, phasmophobia, fall guys, among us.

Yep that’s all I guess🙃

[littleonelee]

Where is your favorite tickle spot?

My favourite is upperbody. Neck, armpits, teasy tickles on cheeks as well.

[littleonelee]

Guess who found your weakness 😏

W-Who said that’s my weakness🫣

[littleonelee]

In addition to all we've done in DMs, here's a story to add to my "application" to be your ler~

A Single Button and a Single Finger

I come home from work, and you are laying on the couch watching your favorite show. I look over at you, my pretty little girl. You hear me make a sound of disapproval. You quickly look over, knowing it means you did something wrong.

"What's wrong? ” you ask.

"It's showing again," comes my simple reply.

Realization shoots through you as you look down. Sure enough, your belly button is exposed! The shirt you are wearing must have rode up while you were watching the show! Looking up, you quickly try to stammer out an excuse. "W-w-wait, I--I didn't see it, I'll-" your words are cut short into a laugh as I quickly close the distance and pounce on you, wrestling with your much smaller body.

It's not much of a match, it never is. I let you gain some ground, before launching a surprise tickle attack on your sides. This makes you real back, and I use the opportunity to straddle your waist, pinning most of your body to the ground.

It's over now, you know it is. But you still struggle valiantly, flailing your arms every which way. It takes another minute for me to corral your arms to the ground, pinning them under one of my large hands.

I stare into your panicked eyes, a devil's smile spreading across my lips. "Well done my little toy, that might be a new record~" My tone drips with dominance, and you know you're in for a long night. "But now, now you're mine again~"

A single wiggling finger hovers between your face and mine, causing your eyes to go wide. It starts moving down, and you know where it's headed. You begin to laugh, your eyes clench shut, and you thrash your upper body as much as you can, trying desperately to dislodge your arms to stop the incoming attack. It's no use, the finger makes contact with your pit, and stars explode in your mind.

A single finger. Oh how destructive it can be. Swirling, scratching, and poking your body, it destroys your poor pit before moving down your ribs, your sides, and then making it's way under your shirt. One finger is all it takes me to make you wiggle in just the right way to allow that one finger to strip you of your shirt and bra in one long, terrible tickle session. Your body is an instrument, and I've learned how to play it well~

It takes you too long to recover. By the time your laughing subsides and you catch your breath, your shirt, once your protector, has become your prison. Your hands are tied together over your head, attached to the couch's legs. You open your eyes to see both my hands now wiggling above you. "Hope you're ready, my toy~"

Your screaming laughter is music to my ears as my hands fall into your pits. They swirl and poke and scribble on your delicate skin. I smile warmly as I take a nipple between my lips, adding it's sucking, licking, nibbling, and kissing to your torture. For the next hour, maybe more, I lose myself in the touch and taste of your body. My hands and lips perform a dance across your skin. From your neck to your hips, every inch is exposed to all forms of tickling my hands and lips can inflict. For at least half an hour or more again, I lose myself in your button. My lips never leave it, my tongue tastes every inch of it. Then both your nipples get the same, your nubs pink from the simulation. Did you cum just from having your nipples played with? Well, I was playing with them for over an hour. No matter, I'll find out soon enough~

After seemingly forever, you finally get a break. But dread washes over you as you feel why. Your pants and panties are being stripped away. You would fight it, but after being tickled and worshipped for a few hours, you don't have much energy to fight it. That's fine by me though. I admire your naked body for a moment, taking note of your gushing cunt. I knew you were enjoying this~

I take your legs and spread them wide, making you into an upside down "T". I lay on one leg, pinning it, while I take the other and begin to treat it just like I did your upper body. Starting at your toes my fingers and lips devour you, sucking, nibbling, licking, kissing, scratching, squeezing, swirling across your skin. I work my way slowly, spending extra time on your toes, your knee, under your knee, and your inner thigh. Oh how I treat myself on your thigh. Juicy as can be, covered in your taste, and oh so sensitive~

But I stop short of where you want it the most. That gushing geyser between your legs. You wine like a baby when I stop short. I tease you with a cool puff of air on your hot, engorged, pulsating clit, causing your hips to buck like the tickle slut you are. I smile knowingly, lovingly. Before starting again on your other leg, from toes to thigh. I don't speed up, I keep it slow and tickly. I can take my prize whenever I want.

Eventually I do though. Holding your legs in the splits with my body, my head over your cunt, with one hand free, I begin to play with your folds.

A single finger. Oh how destructive it can be. Lazily it moves up and down through your folds, circling around your clit and your hole. Sometimes it climbs the quivering mountain, sometimes it dives into the clenching depths. It swirls around, traces every path of your folds. Cool wind blows from time to time, cascading over your piping hot clit into the valley of your folds. On and on it goes. Your laughs and moans fuel me, but eventually I want my prize. After an eternity, I take your clit in my lips, your nip in one hand, and the other fits as many fingers in you as your depths will hold. Pumping, sucking, kneading all commence, bringing you quickly to the peak! After so long your body has wanted this so much! The crescendo rocks your body. Your muscles tense, your toes curl, your fists clench, your eyes roll back into your head, and your head throws itself back in a desperate wail as the release pulses through you in wave after wave.

Finally you begin to come down, and as you do I gingerly kiss up your body, eventually taking your lips in mine in a deep kiss. As we lock our lips and tongues, my hands reach up and untie you. I break the kiss to lift you up, bridal style. Leaving your clothes where they lay on the floor, I take you to our bedroom.

As I walk you cuddle into my large frame. But then you notice something. I still have my clothes on. You look up to see that devil's smile still on my lips. You realize I'm not done with you. I still haven't claimed my prize! And now you are being brought to the devil's lair, where all manner of restraints, toys, and devices lie in wait to torment your already aching body.

You let out a wimper as you accept that your night is far from over~~

I believe I have read it before somewhere but that’s fine it still makes me feel butterflies in my tummy aaaaahhhhhh I love when you all send me how will you torture me in details!!!! Thankyou so much 🙈 how much I was it was true Uff

[littleonelee]

I'd tie your hands to the ceiling and your ankles to the ground, stretching that tight little tummy and keeping it in place as I play with my new interactive wall art! When I'm bored I can lazily drag my fingers across it, when I'm angry I can spider it till it's pink, when I'm hungry I can nibble it, and when I'm happy I can kiss it! That button is deep enough for me to get my tongue involved~~❤️

Stop making me blushhhhh!!!!🫣

[littleonelee]

50: Top 5 countries you'd like to visit?

Hmmmmm🤔

South Korea, Indonesia, Russia, America, Japan.

-Thankyou

[littleonelee]

Bom dia. Prazer em conhecê-la.

Que tal responder sobre 14 e 16?

I am sorry I did not understand what you typed but yeah I got the 14,16 I can answer that.

14. What I liked about my body

My tummy is cute so I like it. I love my eyes too andddddddddd my feets

16. What I like about my personalities

Is it good to praise myself?👀 I will leave this question for my friends to answer😊.

[littleonelee]

Since your belly button is obviously ticklish, it should be licked and tickled every day.

Every day is tummy Tuesday!

nope!! nope!! nope!!

[littleonelee]

Ooo 5

Something I look for in a partner

Hmmm I am a very veryyy careless person so someone who will take care of me, someone who will spoil me with pizza and chocolates 🤩, someone who won’t disturb me when I will be sleeping unlike @knismosexual 🙄 I love my sleep. And if he knows cooking that’s cheery on top🥹.

Thankyou!!!