"She called me a dirty Venetian, which I'm not. I served the Medici until two years ago, true, but I am no soldier anymore. I am Enrico Pollini." She ...as a great hatred for your colours," Joerg sighed. "Venetians murdered her father, not long ago."The old soldier looked down on Theresa."I am sorry for your terrible loss, my girl."His voice conveyed true sympathy and Theresa, the rage knocked out of her, had the decency to blush."I am sorry, too," she wheezed."Will you let her stand, please?". My body hid the fact that the Gardener was there and I licked her clit until she bucked and orgasmed, but making sure he got several good views of her open pussy. Over the next few years I managed to repeat the show for the gardener a few times in the early morning but then my girlfriend and I Split up and she returned to the UK in 2005. In 2006 my fuck buddy came out for a two week holiday. She was a lot more comfortable with her body and during this stay she allowed me to make a video. I answer the door and let him in. As he pushes the cart into our bedroom area he sees you lying on the bed naked. You are feinting sleep. He stops and stares as you have your legs curled up with your sexy bottom and wet freshly fucked pussy pointed straight at his staring eyes. He notes a white fluid seeping from your beautiful pussy.I stand back smiling as he fumbles trying to set up the table by feel, as he cannot take his eyes off the scene before his young, handsome, virgin eyes. Finally,. I woke up in the morning light. He was sleeping still, nude, by my side as I reflected on the night before. I looked at his cock lying heavy on his thigh and was soon hard again. I could hardly believe it myself. I didn't understand how this whole situation could be such a turn on for me. But I gave in again, thinking, well I'm here and I've done it. Might as well enjoy it while I can. So took his cock into my mouth again. I sucked and played my tongue over it until he began to stir and harden.