<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/>"Ms. Castellesi." She greeted her guests halfway over the table with soft hands and a refined touch, getting a feel through their fingers how Ren and Lynn felt about her triplets on display. The boy seemed shy, and her fingers pursued like rambunctious kittens to make sure she and Lynn had a proper handshake. "Cute! Come, sit, let's enjoy this curious custom together."<br/><br/>When she sat back down, her gaze traveled hungrily over Yin's flesh. She was searching for weakness to exploit, a little squirm for having been exposed to the cafe air, a shiver for having been peppered with cool little sushi rolls. She could have taken a morsel from the high peak of Yin's breast and stolen away a little of her mystery, or off her tummy and tickled with her flirtatious pink tongue, but those weren't the first she went for. "First bite, hmm, let's see." She followed the curvy lines of Yin's body, the patience of her controlled breath, and felt like a lioness. "Ah, I know just the spot."<br/><br/>A hand held back her hair so she could loom over the server's nude shoulder, between her breast and her jaw. Her hands were not used for any other purpose. It was her tender mouth which touched Yin over her heart, found the boundaries of the sushi roll with an experimental lick. There was a wet suckle as she claimed the morsel off the skin and felt for the heartbeat beneath. "Mmm." A slow, fat, savoring lick to mop up the rice she'd spilled on creamy skin, and having claimed the bright salmon heart for herself, she eased back to let her packmates in over poor Yin's body.<br/><br/>She met Ren's eyes. "You'll let me know when you're ready to fuck her, won't you? You seem like a straightforward woman- I want us to be on the same page. I'd like to split the tip three ways, that is, gangbang our lovely waitress." Again her gaze roamed Yin, noted her conspicuous lack of bruises. It seemed unlikely she'd ever been pressed the way Innocenza had in mind. All of this, every moment of it, was a tease building up to that hot surrender.