...You get to pick my tattoo that symbolizes you." I said. "Really? Heh.Okay.I pick a bow and arrow. Riiiiiiight......Here." His hand slid down my leg... and onto my ankle."A bow and arrow? Where'd that come from?" I asked confused."Well, my name IS Hunter now.Don't hunters use a bow and arrows?" I rolled my eyes."Whatever." I leaned down and started kissing him again.Brutus came down to us and said, "If you're done eating each other's faces, it's tattoo time.What would you like?" Before Hinter. I just thought of it as my lips. I had heard girls and even some of the boys talk about girls lips down there. After only a few rubs I looked down and noticed how red it was. I thought maybe something was wrong with me, but like Jennifer had promised it felt really good. I mean if felt wonderful and kept getting better, I knew that I could slip my finger inside my pee hole. I put just the tip of my finger inside and was surprised how good that felt as well as the rubbing of my lips.I was also. This exercise provoked the declaration, “Ugh, my fucking titties are going to be so sore after you’re done with them.”She pulled her loose hair back over one ear in a charming way while staring down at me with a broad smile. She paused for a moment and asked what I was thinking. “I’m wishing Sean was here so I could share you with him,” I retorted.Blushing, she put both hands over her face and leaned over my shoulder to laugh, and in concurrence, she groaned, “Me too, baby.” This new term of. Had Jessica known then what she know's now she may never have agreed to house sit for the man next door, while he was away over the weekend for it would be a weekend he would never forget and poor Jessica would find herself the first victim to the "Jessica 3000".The young man also held Jessics's interest as well so when he asked the young Jessica "Would you house sit for me this weekend" Jessica's quick reply was "sure I would love to" after he left that night Jessica ran right over to begin.