The lowest part of the tattoo was a rose-stem, but instead of a single flower, it led to a garden of filthy body-parts, sex toys, and ropes of white c...m.At a glance, the lower half of the tattoo could almost be mistaken for a bunch of flowers, but as the tattoo rose past her breasts and onto her collar-bone, it got dirtier and dirtier ... lines of cum twisted into naked people doing unspeakable acts to each other, cocks spelled out lewd swearwords, and boobs were pierced with the outlines of. Cold urine scented air pushed up his aroma brushing over myface and his pee went down. It went through my nostrils and even my eyes.Nearly tearing as the flush finished I got up, straightened my skirt andwhite apron. Then I looked in the mirror and saw my lipstick had smeared alittle and was thankful I had brought it with me. Then I freshened mylipstick and walked out to the kitchen.As I entered the kitchen he was sitting having coffee at the table. Iheard him say, "Good morning cunt. How's our. . yeah, why don’t you kiss them better, hmm?’Clara swallowed and looked at me with saucer-eyes, but there was no mistaking the flush of excitement in her face and the warmth of desire in her eyes. I took a step towards her, just as she did the same towards me, and the gap between us vanished in a second. With a gasp, Clara reached for my breasts, and I removed my hands so as not to impede her in any way. She began to fondle my right breast, whilst her mouth went unerringly to my left breast,. She introduced herself as Carolyn and I told my name. She told me about the group and how she became a member and how long they had been doing this. She also said that she plays clarinet and violin and hammered dulcimer. I observed that she was a smart, pleasant girl who had a good head on her shoulders. We talked about a lot of other things such as computers, sports, music, social media and a lot more. She was a great young person and seemed mature beyond her years. All of a sudden she stopped.