Tony Dinozzo, the epitome of a muscle-stud, finds himself the object of Indica Jane's desire. She approaches him, her eyes gleaming with lust, and begins her worship at his feet. Her tongue traces the lines of his calves, up his thighs, and across his bulging quads, before pausing at his crotch. She takes her time, teasing him, before moving upwards to his chest, where she lingers, licking and sucking at his nipples.