Then at some point a thought intruded on that soulless mass of pleasure. He needed to put an end to it eventually, so that he could rest in preparati...on for starting the cycle again tomorrow night. He fought down the instinct to keep going forever, and let time continue on its relentless course.He pushed himself to take it to the final level, to cross that threshold. His frenzy reached a peak and he felt the fiery heat of his passion building to an explosive finish. It was the climax of his. Mainly because I was a daughter of a minister and had a job as a professional swimsuit model and both of them frowned on tattoos. But I had reached a point in life where I wasn't going to be ruled by others and a tattoo is something I had always wanted.It was late as I walked into the tattoo parlor in the center of town, away from my suburban home, so no one I knew would see me.The only person that was working that night was a cute girl with pink hair and dark horned glasses. Her eyes were deep. Cwen was perhaps the prettiest girl in the entire town. She was tall and had long golden cornsilk hair, but she was much prettier and far kinder a person than Melenna had ever been. She was the daughter of the Hayward, the man assigned by Baron Hamworth to tend to all of his many hay fields in the valley. She had been a year behind me in school and she could do accounts and sums with the best of the boys, and certainly better than I ever could. There had been a rumor that my father had. Take it off!" And she took it off and bare her breast to him. He grabbed it with both hands and pinched and pulled her nipples, making her uncomfortable and yet felt good at the same time. "Nice fucking boobs! Much bigger than your daughter's. Guess it will be good for boobs fuck, right?" Again, she did not answer him. "Now lift up your dress and show me your fucking pussy, quick!" She lifted it up and he saw her panties. He walked around her as if he was inspecting his new toy. "That is a nice.