The guy in my ass started throbbing and pounding me as hard as he could driving his cock deep into me further and further with every thrust, then he e...ploded deep inside my body. I could feel the warm liquid spurting against my anal walls coating them in a warm substance.This was too much for me and I shot my load all down my legs, all the men around the table stood up and started cheering me calling me a dirty little slut for brown cock, some of them couldn't hold back and just shot their hot. "Violet, stand up. Now!" I underlined the last word with a thump on the table. Vi hesitated, then slowly, far too slowly, stood up. "Too slow, Vi. Sit down again" I barked, and she subsided back into her chair. She was about to say something but I cut across with: "Stand up!" Vi scrambled to her feet and stood looking at the floor. "Hands on your head, woman!"Again I was obeyed. Oh my! No wonder my mother hadn't resisted for too long - it was bred into her."Come round here and stand next to. ” “What do you mean, traditional way? He told me that he thought that women with tattoos were prostitutes, so what is different about Japanese women?”“Well Japanese tattooing is more of an art form, and it is about fitting the tattoo to the curves of the body, so that they seem to be alive when you move. No two are the same, and they eventually cover all of the body from the neck down to the feet, like a suit of clothes. It is usually men who have it done, but there are a lot of women having it. ”I let out a laugh, and she scowled at me. We both stood there for a couple of minutes not saying a word, then she finally took a step forward.“It’s time to take it off and let me see what you’re working with.”I pulled off my t-shirt and let it fall to the floor. Keisha let out a slight gasp and took a step forward. All of a sudden her hands began to roam across my chest, her attention focused on the tattoo on my left arm.“I didn’t notice this the last time I saw you. Are you some sort of a bad.