Carole Bouquet nude - That Obscure Object Of Desire

No, earlier.

It just doesn't ring a bell.

Doesn't that ring a bell?

No, not now.

Too long ago.

I've had enough.

I was more patient than anyone else in my position.

I don't know.

I didn't promise you anything.

How's that?

I don't owe you anything.

Nothing at all.

Be careful, Conchita.

You've been making fun of me for a long time, but I could put you.

Leave it.

And I couldn't stand your manners forever.

I wouldn't like you tonight, Mathieu.

Not tonight, not tomorrow.

That's enough.

Take off that shirt.

Ah!

You have the objects.

Please. Please.

Take it off.

No.

I'll rip it off, you'll see.

Let me.

You won't make it.

Oh, my God, what the hell is that?

Let me.

You know, Mathieu, what I do, I don't like him either.

And you, what you love is what I refuse.

It's not me.

You have to wait.

That's all.

You will.

I'm not doing anything to you.

I promise.

Yes, I do.

Otherwise, I'm leaving right now, you know that.

Come here.

But, Conchit.

What's that?

There are many ways to make a man happy.

What do you mean?

While still a virgin.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Who do you think I am?

What would you do if I died first?

That's not possible.

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