Tyr
Pulsar
- Joined
- May 17, 2009
- Location
- California
The shading and color infill continued. James moves over April’s lower backside and ass, his large hands seemingly not in the least about worried the impropriety of his touch, as they casually invaded her nether region with impunity. Mike’s finger slides in and out of April’s mouth as his friend works on the tattoo and takes advantage of his mature slut. Mike didn’t miss his friend's hand slipping over the girl’s ass or her pussy, or way that she renewed the sucking on his finger in response. Again one of James’ fingers ends up caressing her little backdoor, as he continues to shade the tramp stamp in.
The machine finally ended and James put it to the side, he wiped off the last of the blood that seeped from coloring the machine had done. He stood up, and signaled to Mike.
Hey Mike why don’t you come back here and see what you think.
The two men changed positions in the small room, James comes around to the where Mike had been standing in front of April, while Mike came around to April’s back side.
So what do you think Mike? Does it look good?
Mike stood there for a moment quietly inspecting the tramp stamp, wondering how the woman would explain that to her husband.
You always do good work buddy. So what do I owe you?
James smiles
I think we can work something out, don’t you?
Sure I think she’d be willing to show her appreciation, wouldn’t you baby?
James only standing less then a foot from where her head rested.
The machine finally ended and James put it to the side, he wiped off the last of the blood that seeped from coloring the machine had done. He stood up, and signaled to Mike.
Hey Mike why don’t you come back here and see what you think.
The two men changed positions in the small room, James comes around to the where Mike had been standing in front of April, while Mike came around to April’s back side.
So what do you think Mike? Does it look good?
Mike stood there for a moment quietly inspecting the tramp stamp, wondering how the woman would explain that to her husband.
You always do good work buddy. So what do I owe you?
James smiles
I think we can work something out, don’t you?
Sure I think she’d be willing to show her appreciation, wouldn’t you baby?
James only standing less then a foot from where her head rested.