Alone in the kitchen, Caprice is working on another meal he practically commanded her cook. She is also weighing which of her feelings is stronger, the burning rage she’s feeling or how deeply horny she is. It’s been a while since the last time Caprice and Marcello fucked. It’s not for lack of trying. She’s escalated with every attempt and at this point, her subtlety has gone completely out the window. Somehow, he continues to ignore her advances. Caprice can feel herself boiling over. She’s done everything he has asked and Marcello is still glued to the tv. Caprice quietly wonders when the next time she’ll get to cum again will be. The next time she’ll have her pussy licked and quake on his cock. It feels like having him even listen to her would be an absolute fantasy… Hm… An absolute fantasy.