<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Innocenza1mug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Innocenza Immacolata Bianca Castellesi<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Tourist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Glaze Bakery<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Teeny triangle bikini, see thru cover up, crown of flowers<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rachel, Izzy, Open<br/><br/>This table was perfect for what she had in mind. A training in the theatrical arts instructed Innocenza on how to pull Rachel's seat up onto the lip of the table by her arms, how to keep her off balance to urge those silky legs to lift and separate, and how to reveal the hot oven of her oft forgotten, regrettably neglected pussy to an audience. Of course they had all seen Rachel's cock- the monster was impossible to ignore. But had they seen this part of her? They would now. "I see some of your customers are shy. Aww." Her voice was in Rachel's ear, from an unglimpsed angle, as she put her practiced fingers to work unwrapping a present for an audience. Separate the fingers to gradually reveal the prize, keeping them out of the way. Ensure that her pink kitty has the right lighting, the tantalizing glisten, and hold. Hold until neither of you can take it anymore, and her hole visibly pleads for touch with all of them watching.<br/><br/>"Come here, darling. Yes, you." Her sapphire eyes were honed in on Izzy as she was subjecting Rachel to display. "A quiet girl like you must have a lot of cum just begging for release."<br/><br/>The customers were taking the bait. Innocenza had waited too long, and had surrendered her place between Rachel's thighs where she'd prefer to be- but that was alright. A proper cum bath took time, so she would get her turn. With a playful tug, she asked Rachel to lay back on the table, through there wasn't strictly room for her legs or her arms or her head to rest on it. Innocenza's hips eased back to make room for Rachel's head to dangle, and she parted the see-thru cover up to let the triplets out.<br/><br/>Surprise! There were three of them, and each had a weight to tap their hostess' pretty face as she took her bikini bottoms down. None of them alone was as long or as thick as Rachel's, but the three of them together were only for size queens. One drooled onto Rachel's throat. Her snack had left her on edge, ready to burst, but she waited for the other customers to join them. She beckoned wickedly to Izzy. "You're going to help me to glaze Rachel from head to toe."