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The client bent over the table, shirt already hiked high, that thick, heavy pair of cheeks fully exposed under the bright lights. The tattoo artist didn’t waste time with polite distance. He stepped in close, gloved hands already cupping the soft outer curves, thumbs pressing into the dense meat as he positioned the stencil high on the left cheek, right where the soft flesh began to dip into the deep cleft.

“Fuck… look at the way this fat ass sits,” he muttered, voice thick with hunger. “These cheeks are heavy as hell. I’m putting the stencil right here where the soft meat starts to dip.” He smoothed the paper down slowly, deliberately dragging his palm across the warm skin longer than necessary, spreading the cheek just enough to make the design sit flush against the crease.

The machine woke with a low growl. He started on the outer edge of the outline, but his free hand never left the ass. He kept lifting and holding the heavy cheek, fingers digging into the yielding fat.

“Spread for me. Wider,” he said, voice dropping lower. “I need this line right against the crack so the tattoo sinks into that tight little valley between these juicy cheeks.” The needle worked closer, vibration traveling straight into the soft meat. The client’s hips twitched. The artist felt it and smiled behind his mask of concentration.

“Christ, this ass is soft as fuck… I could sink my whole face in these cheeks right now.” He needled deeper along the edge of the cleft, one gloved hand still buried in the thick flesh, holding it open. “Keep those fat cheeks spread for me. I need to feel every inch of this heavy meat while I put the ink right where it belongs.”

The design grew under the machine, but the real work was in the way the artist kept adjusting his grip, pulling the soft cheeks farther apart with every pass. The soft outer fat jiggled under the vibration. Heat rose from the open cleft. The artist’s breathing grew heavier.

“You know exactly what I’m doing, don’t you?” he said, almost against the skin now. “Using this tattoo to get my hands and then my mouth all over this perfect phat ass.” The client pushed back slightly, giving more of the heavy weight into the artist’s palm. That was all the permission he needed.

The machine was set aside without ceremony. Both hands gripped the dense cheeks and pulled them wide. The artist leaned in and buried his face between them, tongue dragging a long, wet line up the cleft he had just marked with ink. The soft, warm flesh closed around his jaw.
“That’s it… push this thick booty back onto my face while I finish the job,” he growled into the heat of the crack. “This fat ass is mine to mark and taste. Soft, heavy, and finally where I wanted it the whole time.” He licked deeper, still muttering praise and filth against the fresh tattoo and the tight entrance below it, claiming every inch of the space between those phat cheeks with tongue and breath and pure, open lust.

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