Once Britney was completely bald, she went to the tattoo artist and told her what she wanted. There was something very exciting about unzipping her jeans and opening them in front of a husky female and showing her where she wanted her tattoo located.
Britney was sure the woman could do the job if she simply held her pants open, but when the woman pulled her closer and shown a light on her pubic area, she felt a sudden surge of wetness.
“Honey, I’ll need to clean that area real well, so you’re gonna have to drop them drawers a little farther,” sighed the woman as she tried to remain calm. She’d tattooed plenty of celeb’s before, but none as pretty as Britney…even bald. Her heart was pounding like a little school girl on the first day of class and she felt a little embarrassed by the fact. It wasn’t her nature to get ruffled, especially at work. But having such a pretty woman and beautiful pussy just inches away, made her hotter than Georgia asphalt.
The artist reached up and grabbed Britney’s jeans by each hip and forced them down to her knees. “Now stand still sweety,” she said as she grabbed some cotton swabs and alcohol.
Britney squealed when the cold swab touched her hypersensitive pubic area and she immediately felt another surge of moisture. It had been over a week since Paris had allowed her to cum last and she was definitely feeling the effects of restriction. Her loin was ready to explode at the slightest touch and she knew the procedure might cause her a problem. “Excuse me a minute,” she told the artist, “can you hang on one sec please? I need to send a text message.”
Britney banged out a text message to Paris asking permission to cum. She squealed and squirmed when the reply came back, “yes”. Britney sighed a long sigh and closed her eyes and told the woman to proceed.
The woman began to swab a small area at first, just above her vaginal opening. Then gradually she cleaned a wider and wider area paying special attention to Britney’s swollen labia.
“Ooohhh,” Britney cooed as the woman’s gentle touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her knees felt a little weak, so she placed a hand on the table next to her for support. “Oh yes, just like that,” Britney said aloud by mistake.
Hearing Britney say that was all the manly woman needed to hear. She tossed the swab away and began to massage Britney’s pussy with her fingers. She flicked them up and down, then in and out, teasing the young starlet to ecstasy. As she sat in front of the standing Britney and playing with her saturated cunt, she could tell the young singer was headed over the edge quickly. She reached around the girls’ backside and grabbed a handful of pop culture diva ass and drove two fingers inside her sopping fuck hole.
As the young princess swayed uncontrollably, the artist pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy. It only took seconds for the diva to cream herself and cum like never before.
When Britney finally finished convulsing, the artist took her lather covered fingers and sucked on them. She licked the pop stars cream from her fingers and swore to “never wash her hands again”.
In less than an hour Britney’s two tattoos were complete. She was now the officially owned property of Paris.
Britney was sure the woman could do the job if she simply held her pants open, but when the woman pulled her closer and shown a light on her pubic area, she felt a sudden surge of wetness.
“Honey, I’ll need to clean that area real well, so you’re gonna have to drop them drawers a little farther,” sighed the woman as she tried to remain calm. She’d tattooed plenty of celeb’s before, but none as pretty as Britney…even bald. Her heart was pounding like a little school girl on the first day of class and she felt a little embarrassed by the fact. It wasn’t her nature to get ruffled, especially at work. But having such a pretty woman and beautiful pussy just inches away, made her hotter than Georgia asphalt.
The artist reached up and grabbed Britney’s jeans by each hip and forced them down to her knees. “Now stand still sweety,” she said as she grabbed some cotton swabs and alcohol.
Britney squealed when the cold swab touched her hypersensitive pubic area and she immediately felt another surge of moisture. It had been over a week since Paris had allowed her to cum last and she was definitely feeling the effects of restriction. Her loin was ready to explode at the slightest touch and she knew the procedure might cause her a problem. “Excuse me a minute,” she told the artist, “can you hang on one sec please? I need to send a text message.”
Britney banged out a text message to Paris asking permission to cum. She squealed and squirmed when the reply came back, “yes”. Britney sighed a long sigh and closed her eyes and told the woman to proceed.
The woman began to swab a small area at first, just above her vaginal opening. Then gradually she cleaned a wider and wider area paying special attention to Britney’s swollen labia.
“Ooohhh,” Britney cooed as the woman’s gentle touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her knees felt a little weak, so she placed a hand on the table next to her for support. “Oh yes, just like that,” Britney said aloud by mistake.
Hearing Britney say that was all the manly woman needed to hear. She tossed the swab away and began to massage Britney’s pussy with her fingers. She flicked them up and down, then in and out, teasing the young starlet to ecstasy. As she sat in front of the standing Britney and playing with her saturated cunt, she could tell the young singer was headed over the edge quickly. She reached around the girls’ backside and grabbed a handful of pop culture diva ass and drove two fingers inside her sopping fuck hole.
As the young princess swayed uncontrollably, the artist pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy. It only took seconds for the diva to cream herself and cum like never before.
When Britney finally finished convulsing, the artist took her lather covered fingers and sucked on them. She licked the pop stars cream from her fingers and swore to “never wash her hands again”.
In less than an hour Britney’s two tattoos were complete. She was now the officially owned property of Paris.
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