Isabella's eyes watched Giovanni as he moved closer to her belly, his tongue moved across her stomach and upwards. Her eyes closed slowly as his lips found the hardened mound of flesh upon her breast. A soft moan escaped her lips, hers hands moved to play with his hair, ruffling it and tugging the strands gently as he played with her. As Giovanni's fingers moved between her legs she opened them slowly, granting him easy access to her increasingly wetting lips.