“No, but since both sides have been so unrelenting, I couldn’t see how continuing the pattern benefited either of us. So I decided to try somethin... different. I also picked up by their ... phrasing, that they were aware of our habit of trophy hunting. Not being familiar with it myself, I asked around, and got a trustworthy lead. When a team sent out to ensure their ship was incapacitated tripped a booby trap, I requested that Captain Yitzl recall everyone and accompany me to meet them as they. 23 guys, beer and an anal slut. Does that sound hazardous to anyone else? Everyone arrived at the same time. I just slipped on a cute Santa's Girl dress John found last year. I looked in the mirror. I looked and felt like a christmas bitch slave! I stepped out side and passed the beer table. Half of what I put out was gone. I passed a corner to discover they were all drunk playing poker. “There you are honey” John wrapped his arms around me and pushed me to the floor. “You rotten good for. There is a real danger that you will spoil my artwork with your thrashing. I am forced to stop in my design for a moment while a strap your hips down to the table top with webbing designed to retain truck loads.Once you are secured, I flick the pen on again and return to my ministrations. The tiny ink carrying needle vibrates rapidly, delivering colour under the tender skin of your labia. I am only going to tattoo two letters; one on either side, but you would never get to see them, unless you. It's not something to do in public" I looked to Amber, a smirk on her face as she knows her and I have done plenty of things in public ourselves. Looking over Amber, I knew she dressed the way she did on purpose. She was wearing a very thin sheer robe, her perfect nipples were nearly poking thru the thin fabric, and I noticed she wore her white see thru panties, her sweet shaven pussy peaking to myself and our son as she sat holding one leg with her knee towards her chest, the other.