With Cristiano's skilled hands tracing her skin, Tatiane's body responds, her nipples hardening, her pussy throbbing. Cristiano, noticing her arousal, leans in, his breath hot on her ear, 'You're not just here for a tattoo, are you?' He traces her lips with his ink-stained finger, then slides it into her mouth, making her suck it. She moans, her pussy dripping. He replaces his finger with his cock, sliding it into her wetness, fucking her hard against the tattoo table, the sound of their bodies slapping echoing in the room.