How far? Lydia, quite unable to speak, and still flushed with embarrassment from the noises she made earlier, looks up at Cesare again. Hopefully, he can read the question in her eyes. Nancy had never said anything about going far.

She lets Cesare take control though, guiding her to take more. When he hits her gag reflex, though, Lydia immediately goes to pull back. There's slight panic in her eyes: is that supposed to happen? She goes to rest her hands on Cesare's thighs, a silent plea for him to help her out here.