Ipost things on the web and get compliments but I've never heard anyonesay you look great."A tear comes from nowhere and you dab it away and he tentat...ively putsan hand on yours."Just let me know when, heres my number." And he scribbles the figureson a scrap of paper.So caught up in the moment you find find yourselves at your room."Message me" he says squeezing your hand and then leaves. You watch himand as he goes he looks back, you smile and give a wave, it's the samewave from yesterday.You. They could bend in the most surprising of ways. It was hard not to get an erection watching them stretch out like this. The girls were used to doing this in broad daylight behind this wretched old downtown nightclub. A few homeless bums watched from a distance, but Trouble wouldn’t let them get closer unless they had money.A couple waitresses and the female bartender showed up. They weren’t surprised when they saw Trouble teasing the girls. The main bartender looked like a very slutty version. Her deluded mind was plotting continuously to find a way to eliminate Bojana from the picture and seal her submissive bond with the Ink Master to stay at his side as his new assistant. In her muddled way of thinking that was the best way to insure her safety and prevent her death or sale into slavery to the flesh markets of the East. Her overactive imagination fostered the firm belief that the latter would be far worse than the former in the overall scheme of things.Since she had first entered. She knew what it was to cum, knew the delicious torment that preceded it.. . . she was feeling that torment now, straining, reaching, fuckingback on his spewing cock. She had to cum on this beautiful boy's cock. She had to . . . had to cum! She did. A thousand taunting feathers tickled her innards withfire and she flailed her head on the bed in answer to the rapture thatfilled her young, climaxing body. She gasped and groaned and sputteredher release as she gave herself to the sexy and selfish.