Dirty, Dirty . . .

You felt the uncomfortable feeling of this stuff on your feet and it was terrible for you because you don't know, if you get hurt, tickled or something else by this stuff and you saw the feet of the Flamedramon scientist, who wiggle his toes in front of you, smiling. "Did you want now or not? I have no problems with it to let you feel the terrible effect the gel will do to you."

You shivers and shouts now. "Please! Take it away! Give me the counterpart!" The Flamedramon smiles and took a chair and sat down, put his right foot near your face. "Then you know what to do...." You nods and shivers and you closed the eyes and licks with the tip over the tongue at the heel with a terrible shiver. How lucky, that his foot wasn't that dirt like mud or so. The leather-like taste made it ugly but he don't smell and he giggles. You use more and more of your tongue on his sole and he giggles more, wiggle the toes during you work up his foot, lick it clean. The Right was done and the left foot got up seconds later and you work on them deeply and hard, lick each dirt away to get the counterpart. You stops then and the Scientist smiles. "Good work. Now....." *He opens your hand and pressed the counterpart in your hand and smiles, left. "Now, good luck with the counterpart....."

Written by The Tickler

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