<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>Cafe<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Silk top, bell skirt, summer heels, Saffiano handbag<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yin, Lynn, Ren, Open<br/><br/>"Mmh- deal," she murmured to Yin as her own hips hungrily met the woman's controlled slide down, took a little of that control from her to deliver a thick clap to a backside that was working hard waiting tables morning, noon and evening. She couldn't take her hands off the delicious fullness of the serving girl's hips, save to grasp an overflowing breast with the same appetite she'd taken her sushi. Possessive as her slender, tapered, princess' fingers were, they blessedly restrained Yin's jiggle when bodies began moving in unison.<br/><br/>She surrendered her greedy clutch on Yin to brace her arms to the cart. The angle was familiar to her daily routine of yoga hip thrusts. Absent was her yoga mat, but she did just fine without it. Her heels bit hard into the cart, and hips alone lifted, steady, steady, a sensual elongation of her trained tummy. It was much harder this way, supporting Yin's weight atop her, encountering resistance from Ren above them, but she'd done this a thousand times. And-a-one, and at the very peak there was a pop, a tuck in of her shapely rear as she gave Yin a little more than the hilt- they were both soft, and Innocenza's hips, Yin's bottom, both could crush for that extra push. And-a-two, and she was completely on her heels and shoulders, working, thrusting, and-a-three, a slave to her own rhythm regardless of how Ren and Lynn harmonized.<br/><br/>It came unexpected when a second cock felt the tease of Ren's hot, slick pussy like the drag of satin. Sharply, her hips peaked and searched for the tantalizing hole on instinct. Almost- almost- yes, there it was. The fat purple glans sank in and now she was communicating her trained yoga thrusts into Ren too, straight up, wanting to pull her over Yin with the natural curve of the triplet. She reached for Ren, but her fingers found the woman completely naked, with no collar to grab. She clasped the nape of Ren's neck instead, and pulled her to a breathless, brash, off-center kiss.