Ava got busted at the store for swiping tattoo supplies she desperately needs for her new shop, but Officer Giovanni’s not having it. During questioning, the feisty tattoo artist stonewalls him with bullshit lies and stashes the goods deep. He sees right through her, yanking off her clothes until she’s bare-ass naked, then probes every inch in a invasive cavity search, fingers delving into her slick folds and tight asshole to fish out the loot.
With her exposed and trembling, he douses her skin in oil, binds her wrists tight, and lays out the stolen merch. He’ll cut her loose this once, but only if she dances for him—grinds her oiled curves against his bulge, teases her pierced tits, and delivers a filthy show that ends with her on her knees, sucking him off eagerly to seal the deal.
