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>"Pffft dude thats--heheh! H-hey those are my...you're tickling my teats!"
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>You finish blowing your raspberry inbetween the furry mounds, an act that began as an honest accident.
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"It's not my fault you're ticklish there."
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>Dash looks at you with flushed cheeks, a messy morning smile plastered to her muzzle.
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>She pauses for a moment, then beams, "You don't need an excuse to put your face in my teats you know."
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>Now it's your turn to blush.
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>"Or look at them."
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"Dash..."
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>She playfully nudges you, her hindlegs and wings still splayed as remnants of her earlier impromptu submission.
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>"Come on dude, tickle me."
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>You fight off a smirk, your eyes still averted towards the wall.
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>"Tickle your wife. Come on." She playfully shakes your face with her forelegs.
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>"At least look at em--aaahahahaha!"
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>Another mid-teat raspberry cuts her off and peals of laughter restart your morning shenanigans.
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>Such is life with wife.
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