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The ink was gorgeous – undulating, changing colors, even sparkling. I had to have it had to get a tattoo with it. My tattoo artist warned me, said there would be side effects from the ink, I didn't care. Now I have the tattoo, over my shoulder, down my arm, the ink in my blood. Now I'm on fire, in heat, driven to do it, to have sex. Over and over. Even when a motorcycle gang runs a savage train on me, it's simply not enough...
Published: November 3, 2024
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