Arturos watches the motions of Elissa intently as she dances to Penelope's fine playing. His eyes wander her every curve and valley. His breath hitches in his chest at every sight of her hairless mound. E very so often his eyes flicker over to Penelope whose fine playing inspires the dance. She is enchanting when she loses herself in the music as she does now, she is so focused on her play that she doesn't even notice his appreciative looks upon her own form.<br/><br/>Soon his hand is under his armored skirt rubbing himself as he wathces th firm bouncing body of the nubile exotic dancer.