WHERE SOULD IT GET THE FIRST ONE?" "HOW ABOUT ON YOUR TIT?" he pointed just above her pink nipple. "I DON'T THINK SO!" she responded. "MAYBE MY ANKLE OR MY BUM?" "LET'S GO SEE JAKE. HE HAS LOTS OF GOOD TATTOO IDEAS AND THE PRIZE YOU WON IS FROM JAKE'S amateur HIMSELF." Stepping into her shredded cut-off jeans Cindy realized her T shirt and black leather vest were missing. Mocking anger, Cindy swore "I'LL KILL THE SLEEZY CUNT WHO STOLE MY VEST." "FUCK THE VEST. I'LL GO TOPLESS," she laughed, " I KNOW YOU AND ALL THE OTHER GUYS GET OFF ON MY BIG TITS SO LET THEM LOOK ALL THEY WANT." she responded as she reached down to Crowbar's crotch and grabbed his hardened dick. "I'M babe SO HORNY, LETS FUCK RIGHT HERE AND NOW!" she whispered aloud. "FIRST WE'RE GETTING sexy YOU TATTOOED" he commanded. Trying to act cool like it was nothing at all, Crowbar reached around Cindy's slender waist and began to escort his young dairy queen across the trashy park towards the big truck that read "JAKE'S TATOO EMPORIUM" on the side. There were bikers everywhere getting drunk and stoned. Some of the chicks also had their tops off - sunning themselves and teasing the men. Drinking her fourth beer, Cindy was stumbling topless with Crowbar among the beer cans and trash her bikers had thrown about. The whistles and lewd comments made her blush. She loved the excitement of parading around totally bare ass topless in beautiful a public park filled with horny bikers. "NICE TITS," commented one biker. "GREAT KNOCKERS!!!" yelled another. "THANK YOU," smiled Cindy as she realized she was a main attraction as they juicy walked slowly across the park grounds among the rowdy bikers. She loved exposing herself. "DO YOU LIKE ME SHOWING OFF MY BOOBS IN PUBLIC LIKE THIS?" she asked,hoping he'd approve, as she looked down at her big bobbing bare tits as they walked among the bikes and bikers. "HELL YES, CINDY!! YOU'VE GOT THE BIGGEST PAIR OF KNOCKERS IN THIS WHOLE PLACE AND I LOVE SEEING YOU SHOW THEM OFF IN PUBLIC." he confirmed. THE ADVENTURES of PINKIE CHAPTER 2 - CINDY'S FIRST TATTOO Cindy smiled happily, thinking how much she enjoyed this sexy new lifestyle with Crowbar. She loved dancing nude for the bikers and going topless. It made her senses really come alive. This was the kind of excitement she had been craving shower and she knew she needed more. This was only the beginning. She was becoming a sex addict and she couldn't get her erotic thoughts out of her mind. She wanted to have photos taken while she and Crowbar had sex!! "DO YOU REALLY THINK I SHOULD GET MY TITS TATTOOED?" she asked nervously looking down again at her beautiful satin smooth pink tipped globes feeling both nauseous, but incredibly sexy about the idea of getting her tits tattooed. She was anxious about going under the needle - but felt the "rush" would be worth the consequences. "FUCK YES! She was still a babe bit wobbly. More hands touched her naked body and after a full minute she relaxed into her post-orgasmic bliss, washed over by the wave of adoring fingers. With my last boyfriend it was because I really liked him and I knew sexy it made him happy. She did enjoy herself, to her own surprise... but her heart just wasn’t really in it. Releasing the grip on her head, she juicy pulled back and gasped for air. “You know how it works,” I smiled at him, “succubi can only be enslaved if they fail an enslavement. I grab her by the waist and pull her in close for a kiss. Charisma swept in and several of the girls in the classroom all squealed in delight. “Biting off my tongue wasn’t you playing hard to get?” Leveria laughed, “I’m sorry, Elena, but I’m terrible at courtship.” I'm here, and willing to listen.” I egged her on. Focused as he was, James didn't see the unfamiliar car pull into the driveway behind him beautiful and block his car in. He reached amateur out and touched the power that lurked within him, slowly drawing it out in preparation for the task at hand. At the wall behind me and beside the door, there were two shelves dedicated to bestiality porn, and that was varied in itself. “I can’t, I don’t have any protection,” I responded. And, there was always the chance that she would survive, although she realized, in this deadly game of Russian roulette, there were less bullets in the chamber with shower each visit she made. "Want to touch it? Good morning daddy, that was a great way to wake me up, he said. Lots of actual club members came early to get in on the meal.