Clara's video smile grew, porn and she tilted her head slightly, her eyes never leaving Paul's. "Guess?" she repeated, a hint of sarcasm lacing her tone. "You're really putting the burden on us, aren't sex blue film you?" The group chuckled softly, and Paul's gaze narrowed slightly, his jaw clenched in a mixture of amusement and annoyance.

"Well," sex one of the tourists ventured, "is it because it's...fragile?" Paul's attention shifted to the speaker, and he launched into an explanation about preservation techniques. Clara snorted under her breath and mouthed "Wow" at Paul, who shot her a warning look. She just raised an eyebrow sex and porn mouthed back "What? I'm impressed."

The group's attention was now divided between Paul's explanation and the undercurrent between him and Clara. One of them asked another question about restoration methods; as he started to video answer again with practiced ease once more -his voice dripping with pretentiousness - Clara leaned over to whisper something in another sex blue film tourist’s ear; they giggled.

Paul wrapped up his response abruptly mid-sentence as his gaze locked intensely onto hers again -the sound dying on his lips - “Let's move along,” he said curtly to the rest of them before turning away from Clara sharply!