Christina, the unlucky spy and only witness, struggles in effectually against her bounds. Her breath is coming in short gasps with the ropes and restraints biting deep into her flesh, as she is tickled unmercifully to try and give up the secret codes. Lauren must have those codes! With time running out, a deal is struck and the tables are turned. Lauren trembles at the thought of being tickled herself. The cruel hand of Christina will be running down between her bare breasts, tickling her on a hell ride that will blow her mind.
