Hidden Allure of happy ending tattoo

Candlelight flickers through lattice in happy ending tattoo. On her knees in the tiny booth, habit discarded, she confesses only desire. “Bless me, happy ending tattoo, for I am wet,” she moans, fingers already circling under the robe. The wooden kneeler creaks as she spreads wide, thrusting deep, voice echoing “Forgive me happy ending tattoo, punish me happy ending tattoo, fuck me happy ending tattoo!” Sin and pleasure merge until absolution comes—she squirts against holy wood, crying “happy ending tattoo!” in sacrilegious rapture that fills the empty nave.