135-The flirty neighborhood twink who always hit on me finally booked a tattoo. He walked in, hugged me tight and kissed me. I laid him down and started placing the stencil, but he wouldn’t stay still — rubbing against me, touching me, sucking me in the middle of the session. His hard bulge kept brushing my arm. I tried to stay focused and finish the lines… but when I stood up to show him the result in the mirror, the lust took over completely. I started touching him back and the whole session exploded 😈🔥🍆🍑💦