Then ran a finger through the jus on her plate. ‘Taste this. It is amazing.’ She held out her fingers towards me.I looked at one finger, which h...d the jus on, but I noticed her middle finger, which was the one she had been using to play with her pussy lips. I took this one in my mouth and sucked on it.‘You are right. A beautiful flavour.’My cock was giving me grief. She was sat there, looking all innocent. But I knew she had shown Marco her wet pussy and was sat there without any knickers. Dignitaries and ambassadors sought her out and questioned Anton privately about her. He introduced her as his niece, Francesca, from Venice. Many of the younger and unattached men, along with several who were neither, whispered to him their wish to meet with him later, clearly in relation to this Francesca. As the crown thinned out and the main hall of the theater filled, Anton directed Isabella to a narrow stairway hidden behind a curtain at the far end of the foyer. He helped her ascend, past. I can see her asshole as she rubs her pussy on my chest, rolling her hips and caressing her breasts against my now throbbing cock. Licking around the head and under and taking nothing more in her mouth. Knowing she has me fully in her grasp, she slides her pussy and ass to my neck and chin, her asshole is right at the tip of my nose. While I cannot reach, I make every attempt to give it a lick. After much anticipation she slides her pussy to my mouth, asshole on my nose as I savagely lick. Outside at Gia's car, Paul gave her a hug, wrapping his huge arms around her. "It'll be fine." I know. I don't really like those scenes though. I mean, working with you is easy, but still. I'm naked, all those people are around." Yep. It's not fun, that's why I try do what I can to ease the nerves - mine and whoever I'm acting with." Alright," they ended their friendly hug. "Get home to your wife. I need to get home to my son, make sure he's doing his homework," Gia said."Goodnight," Paul waved.