Tattoos

Tattoos all over you....an experienced artist too?
Ooh....I wonder, I what they say is true?
That tat'd folks, make the best lovers?
Let me be the judge, let's go for a test run....
As you place me on your table....I lean back...
With my eyes closed, you make outlines with your tongue,
Stopping on the spots that ou plan to prod.... With your tool
Insane I go.... Over the intensity....are you are piercing me,
With your needle.... Long, strong, and steadily
I lay back and take it, take this pain.... I'm ready
I'm all in.... In sync, with your rhythm and vibrations
As your needle glides over and in my skin....
My brain tells me to.... Slow my breathing down
Too excited...."this is so erotic", I think to myself....
As I feel my own ink, seeping from the seems of....
My "pink" panties....not much longer to go
As your flow of ink traces my ink....
We began to think as one
You pat my skin dry, where the blood lies
From your needle, I stand still in the mirror
Impressed by my test run....
I guess it is true what they say.....