So I went to Razteca Tattoo right? Right. And then out of the back this dude buff, cute as can be, tattoo artist came out; he walked towards me in the most heroic manner. He then swiftly glanced at me... Read More
So I went to Razteca Tattoo right? Right. And then out of the back this dude buff, cute as can be, tattoo artist came out; he walked towards me in the most heroic manner. He then swiftly glanced at me and said: "Hi, what are you looking to get today besides my number?" Then I told him: "I want a quote" He didn't pay me much attention since I looked like I just finished doing the dishes. But, he was nice and considerate about the design of my tattoo. I complained a lot but he ...composed himself in the most professional manner. After we agreed on the design he proceeded to stencil me. His soft silky hands caused a tidal wave of vaginal juices to explode out of me, but he still paid me no attention. He then started to tattoo me and the needle going in and out only intensified the explosion of vaginal juices. His technique was superb, that of Michael Angelo. While I thought to myself: handsome, talented, did I say handsome? Then we took a break to indulge in some pizza. He didn't take a slice because he was trying to keep his body builder physique, his diligence astounded me. We continued to tattoo and I continued to lust. After he was done with the tattoo he wiped me down and rubbed ointment on my forearm, I thought "only if it was on my buttocks" He then told me how to take care of the tattoo, he then opened the door for me and walked me out. As I walked away, he then pulled me close and whispered: "what da mouf do" I thought to myself, "my dreams have come true". Out of nowhere a unicorn flew in from the sky and Eric ripped his shirt off like Hulk Hogan, jumped on the unicorn, pulled me up with him; we then flew straight into the sunset so I could show him what my mouf do. Anyways, I highly recommend Eric. But please, I'll be the only one to show him what da mouf do. See more Read Less