I licked her again, even slower this time, savoring every detail. I pressed my tongue flat and gave her long, broad strokes from the bottom of her armpit all the way up, tasting the subtle saltiness of her skin. The texture was impossibly smooth and silky. Then I switched to her right armpit, licking and gently sucking on the delicate flesh. Minne's breathing grew faster and shallower, her small chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to stay still with her arms locked behind her head.
"Fuck, your armpits are so incredibly soft," I murmured against her skin, my hot breath making her shiver again. "Such a good little girl, holding your arms up for Master like this. Does it feel good when I lick you here?"
Minne nodded frantically, her face burning a deep, adorable shade of red. "Y-yes… it feels tingly… and warm… I feel so embarrassed, Master… but I don't want you to stop…"
