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The Italian Lover, virile, middle aged Italian gentlemen named
Guido was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome, when he managed
to attract a spectacular young blonde woman. Things progressed
to the point where he led her back to his apartment and, after
some small talk, they retired to his bedroom where he proceeded
to rattle her senseless.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile, "So, you finish?"
She paused for a second, frowned, and replied, "No."
Surprised, Guido reached for her and the rattling resumed. This
time she thrashed about wildly and there were screams of passion.
The sex finally ended and, again, Guido smiled and asked, "You finish?"
Again, after a short pause, she returned his smile, cuddled closer to
him and softly said, "No."
Stunned, but damned if he was going to leave this woman unsatisfied,
Guido reached for the woman yet again. Using the last of his strength,
he barely managed it, but they ended together screaming, bucking,
clawing and ripping the bed sheets. Exhausted, Guido fell onto his
back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looked into her eyes,
smiled proudly and asked again, "You finish?"
Barely able to speak, the beautiful blonde whispered in his ear,
"No, I'm Norwegian."
Guido was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome, when he managed
to attract a spectacular young blonde woman. Things progressed
to the point where he led her back to his apartment and, after
some small talk, they retired to his bedroom where he proceeded
to rattle her senseless.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile, "So, you finish?"
She paused for a second, frowned, and replied, "No."
Surprised, Guido reached for her and the rattling resumed. This
time she thrashed about wildly and there were screams of passion.
The sex finally ended and, again, Guido smiled and asked, "You finish?"
Again, after a short pause, she returned his smile, cuddled closer to
him and softly said, "No."
Stunned, but damned if he was going to leave this woman unsatisfied,
Guido reached for the woman yet again. Using the last of his strength,
he barely managed it, but they ended together screaming, bucking,
clawing and ripping the bed sheets. Exhausted, Guido fell onto his
back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looked into her eyes,
smiled proudly and asked again, "You finish?"
Barely able to speak, the beautiful blonde whispered in his ear,
"No, I'm Norwegian."
