Daughter Loves to be Tickled Pt. 05

Trish went back to using one finger, "Here mommy will ease up again." She moved her finger slowly back up and then down, Sam settled back down but still moved slightly at her mother's touch. She placed her hand away from her face and tried to hold in her giggling with no avail. Her mom's nail continued leaving her with a tiny smile. Trish then started making a S on her foot, which gave Sam a bigger smile. Then she finished up going the opposite direction and turned the S into a 8. Tiny giggles peaked out of Sam despite holding it in, she couldn't believe how ticklish this was.

Trish then went back to slowly going up and down her foot. She continued this for a second then stopped. She gave out some air and leaned back, "Oh man, mom that was tough." Trish laughed out loud. "What? What's so funny?"

"Sweetie this is nothing. I think this feels tough for you because you have never been tickled before." Sam nodded while Trish brought her hand closer to her ankle. "Now I'm gonna take off your sock." She looked worried at her mom's words. Looking at her daughter, she gave a little smile. "Don't worry sweetie, I'm still gonna take it easy." She got to the ankles and slowly pulled up the sock to her heel. "Mommy just wants to see this cute little foot of yours." As soon as she peeled back her sock Sam felt a little chill and winced. While Trish was in a trance, her heel looked beautiful. It had been a long time since she saw another woman's foot. She had seen her daughter's foot before but she was an adult now, not a little girl.

There was something deep inside Trish that needed to be let out, Trish took her finger and scratched the heel of her daughter's foot. Sam couldn't contain herself anymore, her head arched back and she laughed out loud. She caught herself with one hand before she fell on her back while she beat her other hand on the bed. Sam then looked at her mom barely keeping focus. Trish, not paying attention to her daughter's ordeal continued with a big grin scratching her daughters heel left and then right. "BWHAHAHAHAHA-MOHOHOHAHAHAHAM-MOM!!!!"

It took all of her will power to let that out. Trish's eyes were wide open and shook her head like she was out of trance, she looked back at her daughter and quickly stopped. "Oh. Oh my god sweetie I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

Breathing heavily she regained her composure. "Yea... yeah I'm fine, mom. Wha.... what was that all about?" Still holding on to her daughter's foot she lowered it and looked at her daughter.

Sam saw the look of confusion on her mom's face. "I... I don't know, it just happened. I.... I guess it's been so long so I tickled someone that..." She smiled. looked down at her daughter's foot, held it tight and then looked back up at her daughter with a small smirk. "I got carried away." Sam didn't say anything, she noticed how sorry her mom's face looked. "Listen sweetie, this is my fault why don't we..."

Closing her eyes, she shook her head. "Mom stop!" Trish took her hand away from her foot and she turned her head away. Sam smiled, "Don't be hard on yourself." Trish looked back at Sam. "You're just going back to being who you used to be and I never seen you like this before mom. So let's get back to business." She lifted her foot up, wiggling her toes in front of her mother. Trish was surprised at her daughters willingness. "And mom, you can tickle me a little bit harder. Just a bit more though." She giggled.

Smiling, shaking her head, this had turned out to be a different turn of events than she thought. Trish loved that Sam didn't want her to stop and that she didn't get angry with her. She grabbed hold of her daughter's ankle again. "Thanks again for this Hun."

Sam smiled at her, "No problem mo... hahahahaha." Sam brought her hand back to her mouth and quickly grabbed on to her sheets with the other again. Trish scratched Sam's heel very slowly. "Hahahaha... hey... come.... come on hahahahaha."

Trish laughed. "What you said let's get back to business. Mommy's only doing what you said." She continued slowly scratching her daughter's heel, enjoying her daughter's laughter. "Plus this isn't that bad." Sam was able to control herself but still had a smile on her face. "Another thing that could be happening is that your foot is kinda sweaty. This makes it a bit worse." She stopped for a moment looking at her daughter's sock. "You did change your socks before you got in bed."

Smiling. "Yeah mom, it's just hot today." She smiled and then giggled as her mom went back to tickling her.

"That is true. I was nearly dying today. I'll turn the AC up after this." Sam twitched as her smile grew with the constant slow scratching. Trish continued for a while, she then brought her daughter's foot higher. She placed her other hand on her chin while still scratching her foot. "Hmmm... this is a problem."

Her lips pressed and slightly twitching, having a smile on her face. "Mmm... Mmmm... what do you Mhmhmhmhm... mean?" Her toes wiggled with each stroke.

Trish hummed some more, than nodded her head. "Ahh... I see." She stopped her finger and placed it inside her daughter's sock. Sam squealed as she felt her mother's nail swipe on her bare foot. "It's this sock." Her nail made a tiny little circle on the balls of her daughter's foot. Sam's laughter went up and she moved her foot, but Trish kept a good hold on it. Trish then moved her nail all over her foot, poking in different areas and doing quick swipes. "It's this sock, it's in the way and mommy is having such a hard time taking it off." She smiled saying that.

Sam struggled in her seat, giggling to herself as her mom went every direction on her foot, doing everything except taking off her sock. "Hahahaha... Mom let heheheehe... me do it."

Trish gave her a look. "Babe I'm more than capable of doing it myself." She kept her focus on her daughter's foot. "I'm just having a little trouble." Sam turned her head away and then back giving little giggles here and there feeling her mom's nail. "Hmm.... Ah I got it." Trish pulled up the sock a little more pulling it up past her arch. "Darn almost had it." Her eyes were locked on her daughter's arch. "Well would you look at this."

Sam fidgeted anticipating what was going to happen next. "What, something wrong?" She said smiling while playing along.

"It's this lovely sole." She took her nail and slowly dragged it from the ball of her foot to her heel. Sam's smile grew as her lips were pressed, her head arched back giggles slipping through her lips. "Ahh... poor thing it's so sad. Mommy has deprived it of tickling for so long."

"Mmmmhmhmhmhmhm." She didn't know why but her mom talking made the tickling worse, which caused her to have a toothy grin, her eyes nearly popping out of her head and her head turned to the side.

"Ahhh... yes there you go." Trish smiled, she looked at her daughter and then at her foot. "It looks so much happier now." She continued dragging her nail up and down her daughters sole, making straight lines and S's along her foot. Sam pounded the bed as she let out a laugh. Trish looked back at her daughter. "Well it looks like someones enjoying themselves too."

Sam's mouth was almost a goofy grin. She tried to compose herself. "Mmmm... hmhmhmhmhm... it... it... HAHAHAHAHA"

She was interrupted as her mom scratched Sam's arch. Smiling to herself as her daughter almost fell on her back in laughter. "Huh what was that dear?"

She went back making a S on her foot. "Hehehehe... this is great... Hehehehe."

Trish stopped for a moment, "Really, you like this Hun?"

"Yeah it... Mmm... Mmm.. Mhmhmhmhm." Her mom dragged her nail back on her foot. "Fee... hahahahaha... feels good... hehehehehehe."

Happy that her daughter is enjoying the tickling and hearing her daughter's laughter. She accidently scratched the arch of her foot again. Sam's eyes were wide open and her smile grew to goofier porptions. Laughing her ass off, she nearly fell on her back but caught herself. Trish stopped immediately recognizing her mistake. "Oops sorry." She went back to slow tickling. "There is that better."

"Hehehehe... yup a lot.... hehehehehe.... be.... better.... hehehehehe." She twitched with every slow stroke that she felt on her foot. Her leg shook and Trish was struggling to get a handle on her foot.

"You're moving to much sweetie." She said as she added another finger on her foot.

Her toes wiggled and wrinkles covered her foot as the two fingers slowly. "I... I cant... Hahahahahaha.... help it.... Hahahahaha."

Trish went to her arch and did tiny scratches, first with her index finger and then the middle and then switched back and forth slowly. A tiny squeal came out of daughters mouth and then laughter started pouring out of her as her mom played with her arch. "Oh I know sweetie, but you did tell me to do it a little harder." She did a few tiny scratches with one finger and then switched with the other forcing her daughter's laughter to get higher.

"Uh oh, your laugh just got higher. Ok, I think I'm gonna have to change things up a bit." She went back to one finger. "Buuuut... I think I'll go back to one finger for a few more seconds. Is that fine with you."

Sam is breathing heavy, laughing between breaths leaning forward, her head slightly turned, her hand gripping her blanket hard. "Ye... yeah... Hahahahahahaha." Keeping her word, the scratching kept going for a few seconds.

The scratching stopped and Trish placed her daughter's foot down. Arching her head back, Sam blew out some air and looked back at her mom, "Phew... phew... Mom what are you doing."

Sam saw her sock fly across her face. "I told you I'm gonna change things up a bit." She sat up on the bed placing her hands on her side. "Hmmn... let's take it back old school." She smiled looking at Sam. Looking confused, she looked away from her mom and then back at her. "Mom... taking it back old school?" They both laughed, "You really are having a good time aren't you."

Trish continued to laugh, "Well, it's just nice to spend some actually time with you. Especially doing something that I loved and realizing how much I missed it." Sam sat up, enjoying her mom's quirkiness which she has never seen before. Although she is enjoying this time with her Sam is concerned how much she can actually endure. But she doesn't want to let her down, plus her mom has been taking it easy on her like she promised.

"I know, I enjoy spending time with you too mom." Her toes wiggled, her foot scrunched as she prepared for the next phase that her mom had in store. " Come on mom, show me what your next plans are for my foot."

With a playful smile, she looked down at her foot. "Well, do you know those nursery rhymes that I would tell you as a kid and one game I used to play with you a long time ago."

Thinking to herself, she thought of some of the things her mom was talking about but wasn't sure if she was correct. "Umm.... nursery rhymes, do you mean like Hickory Dickory Dock?"

Nodding her head. "Yeah something like that."

Thinking again. "Then for the game, I really don't remember."

Both of her hands reached for her daughter's foot. She gently began to rub it much to Sam's benefit. "Little piggies, don't you remember."

Coming to a realization she nodded her head. "Oh yeah. Yeah, now I remember." Her eyes were getting heavy as her mom continued rubbing her foot. It was getting harder for her to concentrate on her mom's words. A tiny smirk formed on Trish's face, if she wanted she could take full control of her daughter and make her laugh her brains out. However she controlled herself and stopped rubbing her foot. Sam was disappointed that the rubbing stopped.

She got closer to her and placed her foot on her lap. "Well this will be a new version of that. A family version." Looking at her mom in confusion. "Ok, you know how I'm supposed to grab your toes and wiggle them." She did the motions on her daughters toes.

Smiling seeing how cute that her mom was going to play a kids game with her. "Yeah, wiggle them and while saying this little piggy did this and this one did that."

Nodding her head. "This version, I'm gonna grab your toes like this." She wiggled her big toe and pinky toe. Smiling at her daughter. While Sam giggled at how silly her mom was being. "But, I'm gonna scratch each toe, while saying the rhyme."

Pressing her lips with a concern on her face. "Oh."

Seeing her daughter's face she raised her hands up. "Same rules are gonna apply, if at any time this is too much just let me know." Despite how bad this sounded she was still willing to go along with it, she nodded to her mother. "Alright, lets see." She grabbed on to her pinky toe with one hand. Her other hand came toward her toe, she wiggled her finger in circles coming close to it and stopping a inch from it. "Ready." She said while giving a sly smile. Breathing heavy, she arched her head back with her eyes closed and then looked back at her mother and nodded.

Trish nodded back and took a firmer hold on her toe. Her finger made contact with it and Sam's eyes nearly came out of her head while a big smile formed on her face. Smiling, she scratched it. "This little piggy went in the stocks."

Barely paying attention to what her mother said as the scratches were driving her insane. "Ohohohohoho shi... shit... Hahahahahahaha"

Sam nearly fell back but caught herself with her hand as the other pounded the bed. The scratching stopped, she was still giggling. Before Sam could calm down her other toe started to get scratched. She lost her balance and fell on her back, she tried lifting her head to look at her mom but was struggling, her head then fell back and she laughed out loud, while her hands pounded the bed. "This little piggy was tied."

Her mom's words fell silent from Sam due to the loud hysterical laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHA... Mo... HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam's head still laid back as she laughed.

The scratching stopped again, Sam breathed heavily and lifted her head up. Her breathing was cut short and her head hit the bed again as a stream of laughter came out again as her mom's nail scratched her other toe. "This little piggy was stuck." Not paying any attention to how she was reacting, Trish was just enjoying her daughter's laughter and her daughter's toes smiling to herself.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Sam placed her hands on her head. She then leaned forward and tried to look at her mom. She fell back again.

The scratching went on longer and then it stopped. Sam was able to breathe, giggling to herself. "Hehehe... Mo... mom. Hol.... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

She was cut off as her mom scratched the next toe, "This little piggy has sensitive toes." Chuckling to herself about what she said. Sam's foot moved widley trying to pull away. Trish, still scratching, laid on her daughter's leg and held on to her toe. "And this little piggy went..."

Trish then scratched her foot with all of her fingers. Sam went insane, her hair covering her face as her head arched back nearly sinking into the bed, her foot and toes wiggled widely, her other leg thrashing on the other side. "BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

"All the way home." She said in a very motherly voice, smiling as she did her best to keep a hold on her foot. This went on for a second, then she stopped.

Her breath was heavy, she pulled her hair away from her face as she giggled to herself. "Phew... mhmhmhm...." She arched her head up to look at her mom, suddenly her eyes nearly popped out of her head and a huge goofy grin. She fell back on the bed laughing.

"Hahahahaha... Mom... Hahahahaha... mom.... Hahahahaha."

"This little piggy went in the stocks."

Sam pounded the bed as her mom scratched her pinky toe again. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!"

Trish scratched it a little longer than last time, but Sam didn't notice she was too busy laughing. she stopped and there was a short pause, Sam took a large breath and began laughing again. "This little piggy got stuck." Her nail moved to the next one, there was no change in Sam. Except one tiny thing in the back of her mind. Despite how ticklish she was and unbearable it was, she didn't want it to stop. The toe tickling went on for a few more seconds, there was another pause then straight back to tickling the next toe. "This little piggy was tied up." Sam made a small wheezing laughing and then went straight into laughing loudly again.

In the back of her mind Trish was trying her best to contain herself with her daughter, but this was a battle that Trish wasn't prepared for. Her tongue sticking out her side of her smile, she stayed focused on her daughters toes. The tickling stopped and just like before there was a pause and then Trish's nail made contact with her toe. "This little piggy has sensitive toes." Laughing hysterically, Sam's body minus her legs that were pinned by her mom was moving all over the place. "Almost there babe." Her words didn't register with her daughter, the only thing that did register was laughing. Trish stopped again, there was a pause, this time longer than last time. Sam gave a breathy giggle, was cut short once again as her big toe was being tickled. "And this little piggy went..." Trish's fingers went on her foot again and scratched all over it.

"BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

"All the way home." Once again in her motherly voice. She scratched for a few more seconds, then stopped. She got off her legs and placed her foot down. Sam was breathing heavy and giggling at the same time. "Easy, easy breath honey."

Sam fixing herself back up looked at her mom. "Hehehe... Mom.... I..... I thought you said you were gonna take it easy on me." Sam smiled reassuring her mom she wasn't upset.

Smiling back, Trish lowered her head and raised her arms up and looked back at her. "Sorry, I just couldn't help it." Sam laughed and shook her head.

She had a strong feeling that her mom wasn't going to be able to control herself. "So what's next.

Giddy with excitement at the fact that her daughter wasn't telling her to stop. "Well now it's your turn."

Thinking to herself for a moment. "Oh so I'm gonna do it to you now." Trish stared at her daughter for a moment, then a big grin went on her face. She imagined herself tied up, looking at her daughter with a huge grin, while Sam was tickling her feet and singing a nursery rhyme to her. "Here comes a little mouse." She ran her fingers up and down her mom's feet, causing her to arch her head back and laugh hysterically. Sam has a sinister grin. She ran her fingers on her mom's arches, "Creeping, creeping through the house." She made tiny circles on her arches, Trish laughed herself silly, her eyes crossed and her tongue sticking out drooling. "Over hills," She scratched left and right on the balls of her feet.

"BLEWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"And over dale." She slowly went up and down her feet.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!"

"Tickle," She rapidly scratched her arches. "Tickle with his tails."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!"

She gave her mom a devious smile. "Tickle, Trishy with his tails."

Looking at her daughter as best as she could from her stupor, Sam's face changed into her mother's.

Trish sat there with a dumb smile and looking up at seeling giggling to herself. Sam sat there, her eyes looking everywhere. "Ughhhh... Mom, what's going on? What are you thinking about?"

Hearing her daughter's words. Trish snapped out of it. "I'm gonna have to think about that one for Sam later." "Oh nothing, just a random thought."

"Oh, ugh ok. So um... you never answered my question."

Trish shook her head. "Oh sorry hun, no that's not what I meant, I mean." She laid back down on her daughters legs and looked back at her. "I meant that I want you to say the rhymes while I'm tickling you."

Sam's eyes opened wide, she could barely hear anything her mom was saying and let alone saying the rhymes herself. "Mom, I don't think I can do it."

Trish smiled. "Just try your best." She held on to her daughter's pinky toe. "Ready?"

"I, I guess."

"Remember you can say no to me." She looked back at her. "Do you want me to continue?"

Without hesitation. "Yeah, I'll give it a try." Trish smirked to herself and scratched her pinky toe. Her lips curled upwards, her head arched back and her eyes closed. She did her best to speak.

"Hehehehehe... Th... Mhmhmhmhmhm... this.... litt... hahahahaha... piggy... had...." Laughing to herself as she struggled to remember the words. "Wai... hahahahaha... wait... what was ithihihihihihihit."

Still scratching her toe, she shook her head for forgetting that her daughter didn't know the words. "Oh, mommy is so dumb. Sorry hun, put in the stocks. Those are the words."

To focus on the tickling to realize how weird that was she said the rhyme. "Was... hahahahaha.... was put inhihihihihihn... stoc.... stocks.... hahahahahaha."

There was a pause and the tickling commencent on her other toe. "Next is stuck."

Both hands were on the bed holding her up. "Th.... thihihihihihihis... little... little... hahahaha.... pig.... pigighighighi,,, was.... stuck... hahahahahahaha!!!!!"

Sam fell on the bed, her hands clawing the air. Another pause and once again more scratching on the next toe. "The next hun is tied."

Doing her best to look back up, she fell back laughing to herself. "Ohohohoho... god... hahahahahaha!!!!!!" Sam with all of her willpower spoke out loud. "HAHAHAHAHA.... THHIHIHIIHIHIHI.... THIS... LITTLE..... PIGHIHIHIHIHIHI.... WAS.... TIHIHIHIHIHIHID... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

Trish had a smile on the whole time, "Almost done hun." There was no response besides laughing. "Ok the next word is sensitive toes."

"HAHAHAHAHA..... PIGGY.... LITTLE.... HAHAHAHAHA PIGGY HAHAHAHAHAHAS... SENSITIVE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOES... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" Trish stopped, then commenced immediately and barely giveing Sam time to catch her breath. Trish was about to say the next word but Sam yelled out. "HAHAHAHAHA... ANHNHNHNHNHND THIHIHIHIHIHS LITTLE PIGGY WENT...." Sam gave a silent laughter as her mother raked her nails on her foot, then she let out another loud laughter. "BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!"

She waited for a sec to hear her daughter finish it, but it didn't come. So Trish took it upon herself to finish it. "All the way home." She laughed as she finished it. Trish finally stopped and Sam sucked as much as she could while giggling to herself. She was laying there with a big goofy grin plastered on her face. Trish got off her legs and walked out of the room. Sam noticing her mom leaving was able to compose herself and sat up. Trish came in a few seconds later with a glass of water.

Trish sat on the bed in front of Sam. "Hear sweetie, take a drink." Sam grabbed the glass and quickly took a drink. "Woah woah hun, slowly, slowly." Trish placed her hand on her daughter's leg. Sam slowed down, Trish nodded her head while rubbing her daughter's leg. She took the glass away from her mouth and placed it on the nightstand. "Are you good for another round Samantha?"

Expecting her daughter to say no, Trish was surprised when she heard her daughter's next words. "Yeah." Sam positioned herself back on the bed and placed her foot on her mom's lap. "Let's do it."

Trish laughed to herself, she grabbed her daughter's ankle. "Alright another little nursery rhyme, I think you'll know this one." She took her finger and made circles in the air and started moving her finger toward Sam's foot, Sam smiled and giggled knowing that more tickles were coming. Her mom's finger is an inch away from her foot. She stopped as she looked at her daughter. Then suddenly her finger made contact and made giant circles over and over again on her foot. "The wheels on the bus." Sam laughed out loud, her laughter got louder as the circles got smaller heading toward her arch. "Go round and round." Smiling to herself as she brought her finger to her daughter's arch and did the tiniest circles. Causing her daughter to fall back in hysterical laughter. "Round and round." The circles got bigger, Sam's laughter went down. "Round and round." The circles went all the way around her daughter's sole. Sam was able to sit back up and had a big smile and giggling to herself while she watched her mom tickle her. "The wheels on the bus go round and round."

The circles got smaller again and went back to her arch. Sam nearly fell again but was able to catch herself, her head arching back laughing herself silly. Then to Sam's surprise she felt her mom's nails rack up and down her sole again. This caused her to fall back in cooky laughter. "All through the town." Trish stopped, Sam was breathing heavy and giggling to herself. "Hehehehe.... Mom holy crap."

Laughing, "Well were not done yet hun." Sam still giggling saw her mom bringing her nails back onto her foot, she giggled harder knowing what was coming next.

"Oh, gohohohohohohod... hahahahahahaha!" Her mom started scratching her foot. "Mo.... mom... hahahahaha. What ha... happened to the rhy.. rhyhyhyhyhyhymes???!!!"

"Oh, just a little scratch before we start again. Plus I like hearing you laugh." Sam was pounding the bed and laughing pretty hard. While Trish closed her eyes and smiled listening to her daughter's sweet laughter.

After a few seconds her mom stopped. "Geez mom, hahaha. Is this hint of what's to come in the future?"

Giggling to herself. "Maybe, is that a bad thing?" She looked behind her at her daughter, Sam shook her head. They both laughed and Trish looked back down at her daughter's foot. "So are you ready for the second round of wheels on the bus?"

Looking at her mom, smiling she bit her lower lip and nodded. "Yeah." Sam laid back down. "Ok I'm ready." Sam blew out some air before her mom's nails made contact. Her mouth turned into a grin, her eyes wide open and laughter flew through her mouth once again.

"Ah... ah... Ohohohohoho... man.... Hahahahahaha!!"

Trish made circles on her foot again. "The wheels on the bus go round and round. She smiled as her daughter was laughing like a loon. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... MOM..... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

`The circles were big then were getting smaller and smaller getting to her arch. "Round and round."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Her mom's nail finally went back on her arch and Trish stayed there for a few seconds making tiny circles on it. "BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

Sam was losing it and Trish loved it. "Round and Round." She made bigger circles all over her whole sole. Sam's laughter wasn't as loud as before. "The wheels on the bus go round and round." She made smaller circles all the way to her arch, which caused Sam to go berserk. Trish stayed on her arch, then she raked her nails across her daughter's sole. "All through the town."

The tickling went on for a few seconds, then stopped. "Hahahaha.... Ahhhh... ahhhh.... Hahahahaha. Holy crap."

Sam did her best to bring her head back up to look at her mom, she wiggled her foot. "Sorry hun, was that too much?"

"Ahhhh.... ahhhhh... no.... I'm good, ahhhh.... I'm good."

Trish kept her nails close to her foot, "You sure?"

"Yeah."

Looking at her daughter to make sure she was ready, she turned head back toward her foot and started making big circles again.

This took Sam by surprise, "HAHAHAHAH.... WHAHAHAHAHAHAt???!!!!!"

Trish shook her head and smiled, "I know hun your mommy's the worst hahaha." She continued making circles giant circles, "Ok Sammy it's your turn."

Sam could barely sit up right but she did her best, she lifted herself up, holding to the bed. She tried looking at her mom, her eyes barely open. "Hahahahaha... The.... MHMHMHMHMHM..."

She bit her lip trying her best to compose herself. "Wheheheheheheles.... mhmhmhmhmhm... on the... heheheheheheh... bu... bus.... nhmhmhmhhmhm... go... round and round... hahahahaha"

Trish made the circles smaller and smaller. Sam almost fell back. "HAHAHAHA.. ROU.... HAHAHAHAHA... ROUND ANHAHAHAHAHAHAHAND ROUND.... BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Her nails finally made contact with her daughter's arch once again, nearly making her daughter lose her balance and fall back again. Her hair was on her face again, however some of it went into her mouth. She blew it out and did her best to say the rhythm.

"SHIHIHIHIHIHT... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..... ROUND.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... ROUOHOUHOUHOUHOUHOUHND.... BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Trish smilied didn't take her finger away from her daughter's arch. "HAHAHAHAHAHA..... ROUOUOUOUOHOHOHOHOHOHND.... HAHAHAHAHA... ANHNHNHNHND... ROUND.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" Trish continued making little circles on her arch. Sam was going crazy. "HAHAHAHAHA.... MOHOHOHOHOHOHM..... CHANGE.... CIRHIHIHIHIRHIHRIHRIHCLES..... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

"Nay." Trish said laughing.

Sam did her best and somehow continued the rhythm. "HAHAHAHAHAHA..... THEHEHEHEHEHE..... WHEHEHEHEHEHEHELS.... ON THEHEHEHEHE.... HAHAHAHAHAHA... BUS.... GOHOHOHOHOHOHOH.... ROUND AND ROUND HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Her mom's nail didn't change. Her mom's fingers changed back in raking her sole "AHAHAHAHAHALLLL... HAHAHAHAHAHA... THROUGH.... THEHEHEHEHEHE.... HAHAHAHAHA... TOWN.... SHIHIHIHIHIHIHETHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!" Trish didn't stop; she moved all of her fingers on her daughter's foot. "MOHOHOHOHOHOHMOM... IHIHIHIHIHIH.... HAHAHAHAHAHA SAID IT.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

Trish's eyes were wide open, her tongue sticking out. All she wanted was to tickle this big, soft, sensitive foot. Eventually Trish did stop. "Sorry babe, mommy couldn't help it." She smiled as she let go of her daughter's foot. Sam didn't say anything, she just continued to laugh. Trish got up off Sam's leg and started stretching. "Oh man, later on we're gonna be in a more comfortable position. But for right now I'm gonna have to make due."

Sam finally calmed down and sat back up the best she could. "Hahaha... what do you mean hahahaha."

Trish smiled "Don't worry about it now, you'll find out later." She got off the bed and went to her daughter's night stand and took the cup. She came back with a full glass. "Here you go dear." Sam grabbed the cup from her mom and drank it, while Sam sat in front of her daughter's naked foot. She put the cup back down. "Phew... that's better. So what now."

Trish placed her hands on her knees. "Well I have one more nursery rhyme for you."

"Really what.... Mhmhmhm..." A large goofy grin went across her face as Trish slowly dragged her finger up and down her sole.

"Itsy bitsy spider, do you remember that dear."

Her nail going up and down, to the side of her sole, the middle, then the other side then back in the middle. "Hahahahahaha... Yes I... hehehehehe... know of that.... Hahahahaha."

Trish gave a smirk and started laying back down on her daughter's legs. She took a hold of her ankle and got her other hand ready. Her back was facing her, "Good, were gonna start right now. Are you ready?"

She took a large breath, "Yeah, I'm ready."

Looking behind her she saw her daughter smiling at her. "Your such a trooper sweetie."

Sam laughed, "Thanks mom."

Trish stared back at her daughters foot and brought her index and middle finger closer to it. Sam gave another loud breath, Trish moved her fingers and got them on her foot. A loud cackling laughter filled the room again. "The itsy bitsy spider." Her toes wiggled and her foot twitched as her mom's two fingers swiped her foot one after the other.

"OHOHOHOHOHO.... MOHOHOHOHOHOHOM.... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

Trish's fingers kept going up, she stayed for a moment on the balls of her foot, which caused Sam to pound the bed, "Climbed up the water..." She held on to her daughter's big toe and with one finger scratched it. " spout."

She pounded the bed harder, her whole body shook and her hair was covering her face and some it in her mouth. Between laughs she tried to blow the hair out of her mouth but kept failing. Her finger left her toe, she held onto her ankle and moved her fingers to the side. "Down came the rain." Sam was catching her breath then started laughing again as her mom's nails went down her foot. "And washed the spider out." Trish brought her nails back up to the balls of her foot and went to her heel and repeated this for a few more seconds leaving Sam a hysterical mess.