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I have told you about my adventures in the factory with Roseanna, Maria and Yvonne, this is a continuation of that adventure after I got over the shock of Maria teasing me about babies but I did continue to look after Maria and Yvonne sexually going for dinner at least once a week, taking her mother through the anal experience which she seemed to enjoy from the noise she made, I didn’t fuck Maria in the arse because for some reason I felt she was too special for me to spoil in this way and because of the way her mother was screaming when I fucked her arse, Maria could not quite decide if the noise was from pain or pleasure so she did not seem so keen on trying it but she seemed to enjoy being a spectator in the bedroom standing beside me or lying on the bed giving me the full benefit of her naked figure, tight cunt and small tits as I finger fucked her whilst at the same time pounding my cock into her mother’s arse and her mother was far too busy trying to get her breathing back to normal to discuss the finer points with her daughter as she gasped for air whenever she reached orgasm which if I remember was quite often but the pair of them looked after me as well quite regularly working as a team to take me to heaven and back sometimes by Yvonne sitting on my cock facing me with Maria sitting on my face with her cunt in my mouth facing her mother as they groped each other’s tits while kissing and shoving their tongues into each other’s mouths as I licked out Maria’s vagina then shooting my load into her mother as Yvonne would react as the jet of hot spunk flooded her cervix, sometimes coming and being folded over by the contractions and convulsions that gripped her stomach as her climax struck, on one occasion she actually let fly with a female ejaculation which squirted all over me, she was so embarrassed, she jumped off the bed and ran in the bathroom to get cleaned up then creeping back into the bedroom apologising profusely not knowing that it had done my ego no harm at all to know that I could have that effect on a women especially as it was quite clear that it had never happened before while Maria covered her, mouth with her hands so that her mother would not see her laughing.
Work was due to finish for me in the short term at the end of a fortnight, Roseanna had not made another direct pass at me again and I was about to relax and think that she had dispelled any notion of me becoming her toy boy when……………Maria came to me with a strange look on her face, “ as you are near to the finish of the installation, Roseanna wants you to go and stop at her villa for the weekend” she glared at me as though to say “I dare you” “perhaps she also wants to have your babies” she scowled “ did you tell her that you had applied for that job” I said jokingly, Maria smiled at me, put her hand on her hip, cocked her leg and as she slowly pulled up her skirt said ”when is my interview” then we both laughed together, “is it an invitation for just one” I said “of course!!!, Roseanna does not consider you fucking her to be a group activity and she obviously enjoyed what you gave her the first time” she replied “ how do you know I fucked her the first time?” I asked “I know there is no way you were getting out of that kitchen until you had” she replied chuckling at me, “I know you have to go, but be careful, and I will miss you” she held her hand to the side of her face in mock crying “she is a nice lady and she deserves a bit of fun in her life” she said “ that’s very understanding of you” I said smiling at her “don’t worry, my stomach is churning at the thoughts of you being inside her, but I know she cannot give you what I give you and what I want to give you so I do not see her as a serious threat, this Italian girl is very much in love with this English man and you are the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time so I am not going to let it go as easily as that” she said in a very determined voice “ it was the first time that the word love had been mentioned and she realised this when she looked at me with tear filled eyes then turned away trying to hide her face as she strode away.
Two days later I navigated my way to Roseanna’s villa, it was a beautiful house set into the side of a mountain just outside of Ravenna, it was surrounded by medium high stone wall with lush mature palm trees waving in the breeze, visible as I approached, I felt a bit like a piece of meat being shared among the female population but in my heart I knew there was only one woman I wanted and she had already told me that she loved me.

The stopover was for just one night, Saturday I had made and excuse to Roseanna that I had work to do and that I could not be away for more than 2 days, the house had 5 bedrooms all on-suit and all doubles with a mixture of double and twin beds, she had a maid, a Rumanian girl called hazel which I thought at the time was a strange name for a Rumanian but who am I to judge as it had occurred to me several times “what on earth am I doing here when I have such a beauty back in the village” but Maria had seemed so keen for me to carry out this task that I felt obliged to carry out her wish, little did I know that Maria had agreed because she wanted to test my feelings for her knowing that Roseanna for a 45 year old woman had a good figure, Large breasts, nice looking, lovely personality a fantastic house and loads of money because her father had been a banker, No!!!!!! a banker not a wanker though if the cap fits, and had left it all to her as an only c***d and if I came back from this then Maria would feel secure for the rest of her life. I realised that Roseanna had picked up a few words in English possibly from hearing my conversations with Maria because she was showing me around the house and kept saying “come” when she wanted to show me another feature of this beautiful building, she was wearing a flared skirt and a loose fitting blouse and stockings, with high heeled shoes that emphasised her strong calf muscles, I could not see her underwear but realised that she was wearing at least a bra which at first did not show any sign of her nipple but as the tour continued and we got to look at the bedrooms I began to notice a definite sign of those buds, she was getting horny and I suspected that it was because she was thinking why she had got me here, the maid was in one of the rooms cleaning and Roseanna introduced us, she was a nice girl with brown wavy hair, good looking and nice breasts, I would say about 34 D so to interpret this, she was slim with good tits, she was wearing a grey stripy dress that seemed to be a kind of a uniform and a white apron, I suspected that she had no bra on because whenever she moved there was a perceptible wobble of her dress as though there was something loose in there, she lived in the house and had a room in the basement, no stockings just flat shoes on her feet.
Roseanna took me to a very nice room with a double bed and indicated that this was my room for the weekend, the maid tried to interpret having a little English but not much, I gathered that Roseanna had the room next to mine which came as a very big surprise, Ha!!!!!

I decided to take a shower then Roseanna showed me the swimming pool and indicated that she would see me there when I had finished my shower, I was feeling dusty from the drive so I indulged in a long hot soak in the shower letting the water flow over my head, I came out and dried off which did not take long because of the heat of the Italian summer, I donned my swimming shorts which are loose fitting and look like ordinary shorts but are for swimming, I went out to the pool and there was Roseanna, she was reclining on a sun bed and there was another bed that was alongside that was facing the opposite way so if we were both on the beds, our waists would be alongside each other, she looked great, her red bikini top was straining to contain her large tits which I had already had the privilege of in the kitchen and her bikini bottoms were larger than a thong but not much larger, I leaned down and kissed her as I got to her and she reached up and pulled my head down then slipped her tongue inside my mouth, I had forgotten how sweet she tasted, “ and so it begins” I thought to myself, I broke and walked around to the other sunbed and reclined next to her, I observed that her nipples had come to life and were forcing against the front of her top, she was wearing sun glasses so it was not easy to see her eyes which I hate but I suspected there was a hungry look in there somewhere, I put on my sunglasses and laid back my head on the cushion, I felt her hand on mine and she squeezed my fingers, she returned to the magazine she had been reading still holding my hand, a few moments later she got up and went in the pool, she was a good swimmer as her head bobbed along, she did a couple of lengths then came out and stood beside me, her bikini had now become transparent and I could see it all discreetly hidden behind my sunglasses, her pronounced nipples were showing clearly with their dark brown aureoles swollen, her fairly large mound and the dark patch of her pubic hair were clear to see, she knelt down beside me resting her right arm on the bed beside my shorts, she slipped her left hand up my shorts leg and went till she found my rapidly growing cock giving it a few slow pulls as it grew, she made sure it went along the leg where she was nearest to, she had her sunglasses off from being in the pool and she was watching my eyes behind my glasses as she continued to pull on my now rigid cock and smile at me with her tongue between her teeth, I felt the surge of my cock and thought “ why not, that is why I am here after all, my hand was along the rail of the sunbed and I raised it to run the back of my index finger over her nipple the effect was like throwing a switch, her nipples sprung out as though spring loaded, she started to pull my cock a bit faster and leaned down to bite my shorts that contained my cock, she worked along my shorts with my cock inside till she got to the end where her hand was then she lifted her hand so that my shorts were being tented by my cock and put her mouth over it and blew through the material, my cock lurched upwards and she looked up and smiled at me, she lifted her wrist and my shorts slid up along her arm to her hand that contained my prick, my prick end came into view as she again leaned down and flicked the end of her tongue across the tip, taking a dollop of pre cum with it which she took into her mouth for it never to be seen again, she gave my cock a few sucks then stood up and dropped her bikini bottoms, her glistening mound and lips came into view, she grabbed hold of my shorts and pulled them down as my cock sprang to attention I saw the “ooooooh” form on her lips as she smiled at me then she threw her leg over my bed and mounted my cock taking it up inside her to the hilt, to the tash of my pubes, she had obviously decided to start the day with a fuck, and from the way the orgasm hit her almost immediately as she curled up then threw her head back she was ready for it, she let out a great sigh of relief as she started rocking on my cock taking another roller coaster of a climax, I felt the juice oozing out of her as she shed her bikini top straps and felt behind for the fastener, I almost held my breath as she pulled away the top and let her tits bounce out, in the kitchen I had not seen them fully, just glimpses of them and of course a grope but they were magnificent, the aureoles were so swollen that they almost covered her nipples which were not small, but her tits took on the appearance of having rounded ends that glinted in the sunlight, I reached forward and took them in my hands squeezing them and milking them as she came again then sticking one in my mouth sucked on it, she went crazy thrashing her hips at me, I thought the sunbed was going to collapse she was growling something in Italian then the familiar “Ce, Ce”, as she climaxed again, she fell off me into the pool, then I followed with my cock swinging wildly scooping her up in the pool and pulling her to the side where she stood on the bottom and threw her arms round my neck as she buried her tongue in my mouth, sucking at my lips, she could not get enough, she lifted her legs around my waist helped by the buoyancy of the water then reached under, grabbing my cock shoved it into her cunt where she started to hump me, the feeling of fucking under water is strange and as I have never done it before it did not take me long to cum, unloading my balls into her as she felt the surge, pushing her tongue down my throat and moaning, she jerked as I pumped it into her, she was hugging my head sloshing her tongue around my mouth, seeking my tongue and when I stuck it in her mouth she gently bit it, holding on to it with her lips as she continued to thrust at me with her hips, she was certainly ready for this fuck, I reckoned the pressure had been building since I fucked her in the kitchen but now she was in her own back yard and loving it, my cock wilted and slipped out as she made for the steps and climbed out, naked I followed thinking “I hope my spunk does not block the filters” I made a sign I was going to take a shower, I headed for my room and she followed, I was just going to go through my door when she took my arm and pulled me into her room and into her shower, we showered together, soaping and washing each other’s bodies, everywhere, I earlier described her as being plump but she wasn’t, she was fairly heavy boned but fit, her skin everywhere was smooth, her tits were firm and pert and I knew her cunt was as tight as a rubber glove, I went down on her in the shower kneeling down and feeling the water cascade down her around my face as I licked and slurped my way around her cunt, clitoris, slit and her arse rose which she particularly liked as she bent over holding on to the bottom bracket of the shower head rail to give me better access, I thought “maybe this is one for later” but then I went down to her cunt from behind and she had a fantastic orgasm, her legs buckled and she sank to the ground, she got hold of my cock while she was down there and gave it a quick suck, we came out of the shower and dried each other off, she poured a glass of wine for both of us from a bottle on the bedside table, we crossed arms and drank, she fell back sprawled on the bed and was soon asleep, it was siesta time, I covered her with a sheet and tiptoed out to my own room to try to get some kip, I felt it was going to be a long night, I had a towel around my waist and although it had lost some of the energy my cock was still fairly stiff.
To be continued…………….

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I had been on the hunt for the perfect sugar daddy since my birthday back in January. I've dated a couple of men but no one I found intriguing enough to want to keep going with. I wanted what I had at one time, a daddy who was everything to me. A lover, a best friend, someone confident in me and himself. But with the changing of times and of course ageing twelve years, I was having a hard time finding "the one." I was ready to give up when I started getting messages from a man who was local to...

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The loud Italian from the office

The loud Italian from the officeThis story is about an Italian woman I used to work with. Just to play safe I won’t mention her name.She was an Italian woman with big tits big ass and looking for “Mr Right” to marry. Well, as this day doesn’t come. She was always looking for some action. Speaking loudly in the middle of the office there she was…curly hair, tight pants, sticking her tits out, half opened mouth and a slut looking.Everyone in the office noticed her, and with me, it wasn’t...

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The Italian Sugar DaddyHappy Birthday

It had been three weeks since the last time I saw the Italian. He canceled on me once because of work and when he came home there was so much going on for the weekend he just couldn’t get away. A few nights ago, I got a text from the Italian asking if he could see me. I always enjoy “seeing” the Italian. Not only because he’s a generous sugar daddy and a wonderful lover, but conversations with him is stimulating and I have a great time just being around him. It was 12:30 when I walked in to...

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An Officer and An Italian Ch 04

Rachel sat in her car in front of her father’s mansion. She hadn’t been back since last Christmas. After living at her Grandparent’s home for the last five years, she now found the pretentiousness of her father’s home uncomfortable. Pressing the call box next to the gate, she waited for her father to answer. She still had the remote that opened the gates but was reluctant to use it, especially when she wasn’t sure of her welcome. Even though she and her father had not fought after their recent...

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Italian Fantasy

Introduction: I wrote this for a dear friend of mine, whom Ive known for the better part of 10 years, but have never met face to face. I hope you enjoy it! Italian Fantasy **Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. Youre wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an...

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Maria My big Italian mama

This is my own work, and copyrighted as such. No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site. This adventure happened just over a year ago when I was recovering from some nasty surgery.I'd known Maria over 20 years ago. We had worked together briefly, and her neice was friends with my younger sister.She was a large woman - there was no escaping her weight - she was a big Italian mama. And starting a family only added to her size.We stayed friends on social media...

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Fine Italian Wine Chapter 01

Sherri spotted him in the receiving line. There he was, standing out like an African Adonis. He was moving slowly towards her. Sherri held her breath. She had to meet him! “Sherri! Sherri! I’m talking to you.” Sherri’s mind snapped out of her dreamy fog. It was her sister, Veronica. It was her wedding. In fact, it was Veronica’s third wedding. “I need you to find papa. I can’t find him,” Veronica said. “I’ll check on him!” Sherri said. She knew where he would be. She found him in his...

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A nice pick up at the Italian restaurant

I had been so terrible horny during that long week at my office.My loving Victor was so tired and stressed to fuck me properly and I really needed it…Wednesday I left my desk and went for some lunch at a nice little Italian restaurant.When I entered the place I did my usual glance before taking a seat. I noticed a middle age handsome black man and grabbed the seat next to him. That day I was wearing a mid-thigh dark blue business suit, black stockings and my favorite stiletto heels. But I...

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Eye for Italian

May 2007. It's late. I'm pacing my hotel room, the repetitive padding of my small feet against the soft carpet the only sound, waiting for the tell-tale signs of sex from either of the neighbouring rooms. As usual I'm horny with anticipation, having learnt that corporate travel has its perks when it comes to satisfying the audio voyeur in me. But so far it's a no-show, which pretty much sums up the day. The tech meeting was nothing to write home about, and the Metro journey a drag. The red wine...

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Italian Night School

Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Miss Shoreham, just five of us remained. We were all in our early twenties, Mike, Jim, Julia, Sharon and me, Angie. Our teacher was a stunningly pretty Italian lady, a couple of years older than us and married to an English guy. The five of us enjoyed the course and going to the pub afterwards but we were not very good at doing the homework she set us or reviewing what we’d learnt. Carlotta always taught sitting on...

Spanking
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Andrea is a proper male Italian name

Andrea is a proper male Italian name Andrea was a slim boy with delicate feature. His name and physical appearance caused him a lot of troubles during school. His parents moved to Germany just after he was born. While his name is common in Italy for boys it is an exclusively female name in Germany. Whenever he met new children or also adults there certainly was a remark to the mismatch between name and gender or, if not, people assumed that he was a tomboy. This didn't really help him...

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Huge Butt Italian Granny

This is a true story.So I took a trip to LA for work. I'm originally from Brooklyn. I land at LAX. Walk off the plane and head outside to catch a cab. I get to my hotel, check in and I head out to go get some food. I usually stay in Beverley hills because they have some great food spots. So any who. I get my food and decide to take a walk. From a distance I see this huge wide table ass. This thing had to be at least 65 inches and super small waist. I cant even concentrate on my food anymore. I...

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An Officer and an ItalianChapter 4

Rachel sat in her car in front of her father's mansion. She hadn't been back since last Christmas. After living at her Grandparent's home for the last five years, she now found the pretentiousness of her father's home uncomfortable. Pressing the call box next to the gate, she waited for her father to answer. She still had the remote that opened the gates but was reluctant to use it, especially when she wasn't sure of her welcome. Even though she and her father had not fought after their...

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Rick Jane Marco The Italian Stallion Cums to Town

It was a sweltering hot day outside; the temperature must have been about 38 degrees. My husband had gone to the gym and I was having a well deserved sleep in. I heard my husband come home and was surprised to hear another male voice. I was even more surprised to look up and see what can only be described as an Adonis standing at our bedroom door. ‘Oh hi. Sorry I didn’t realise anyone was in here. Your husband told me to use the bathroom in here. ‘That’s fine’ I said, a little taken aback. ‘I’m...

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The Italian Job

Rico pulls me into the hotel room, this is the first time we have met, he pushes me up against the wall, his mouth closing over mine in a passionate kiss, his hands on my hips, then he cups my face and tells me im so beautiful in the sexiest Italian accent i have ever heard, he takes my bag from my hand and places it on the dresser, he leads me to a chair, unties my dress, all the time kissing my lips, my face and my neck, he pushes me down on to the chair telling em he loves my basque, loves...

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The Italian Job

Rico pulls me into the hotel room, this is the first time we have met, he pushes me up against the wall, his mouth closing over mine in a passionate kiss, his hands on my hips, then he cups my face and tells me im so beautiful in the sexiest Italian accent i have ever heard, he takes my bag from my hand and places it on the dresser, he leads me to a chair, unties my dress, all the time kissing my lips, my face and my neck, he pushes me down on to the chair telling em he loves my basque, loves...

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The Italian Job 19

The Italian Job 19As I mentioned in 18 I was at this time booked to do a job in Croatia for a company on the Istra Peninsular, they were nice people and I am adding this to the Italy project because it fits in with my work in Italy, I flew from Bolognia to Trieste then they picked me up and drove me round to Umag where the factory was sited, they had an old machine that was controlled by a digital system and they wanted converted to a computer control with animated displays etc., I won’t bore...

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The Italian Job 20

The Italian Job 20The night went well with Maria giving her usual performance, she was staring at me as she took the guys in turn as they lined up to fill her with spunk, it was running down her legs in rivers by the time they had finished and got bored with her, I was surprised because neither Sonia or Yvonne got involved with anyone else and there were plenty of potential suitors but they didn’t seem to want to know, Christina was still a bit sore in her arse but she took some guy in the...

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The Italian Job 15

The Italian Job 15The following morning I had my usual 2 breakfast’s, tea and toast for one and Ellie’s genitalia for the other as she sat on my face leaning forward with her hands on the bed behind my head as she ground her clit into my teeth, she came gushing her juice into my mouth as she trembled, she was learning to ride them so that the sensation lasted for some time so the noise of her moaning and growling was quite prolonged, I fucked her missionary with her legs wrapped around me as...

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The Italian Job 5

She stirred and pressed the bell beside her bed, the maid came in carrying a bottle of water and a bottle of wine with glasses, she set them down on the coffee table and left snatching a brief glance in my direction, I moved to the bed and poured some water for both of us then handed Roseanna a glass she was quieter now and more settled, I put the sheet over her, leaned down and kissed her, she opened her eyes, they were glazed, she turned her face up to me and I kissed her on the mouth as her...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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Italian Fantasy

**Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. You're wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an understated and simple silver buckle, black trousers, black socks, and expensive black Italian leather shoes. You look so incredibly sexy that I have to...

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Liz meets the italian part 2

I come back in the room after a few hours of letting Liz rest and when I see her still spread open I can’t help but get on the bed and start to lick on her inner thighs. As im licking she barely stirs and my tongue starts to slowly trace up her thighs until it gets to her gaped open pink pussy. Her pussy is just begging to be licked and I start by twisting my tongue around her clit. My tongue on her clit as her stirring and she begs to be eaten still half asleep. I push my tongue further...

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Asian wife Cindy gets some sweaty ItalianAmerican cock

I am lucky enough to be married to a really awesome woman named Cindy. Cindy is Taiwanese originally, but came to the U.S. at a very young age and is thoroughly Americanized. We met in a bar in New York City when Cindy was celebrating her 22nd birthday. Three years later we were married. Now we’re in our late twenties and life is great. I make a great salary, which means Cindy is free to spend her days shopping with girlfriends on Long Island (where we live), decorating our house,...

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Italian fantasies

My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. You’re wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an understated and simple silver buckle, black trousers, black socks, and expensive black Italian leather shoes. You look so incredibly sexy that I have to catch my breath before continuing on. You look up and finally notice me walking toward you as I step into the...

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An Italian girl loses a football bet

Hi my name is Francesca. I’m a 26-year-old Italian girl living in Milan. I’m a dark haired girl with blue eyes, about 1.7 meters tall and quite thin, I dress a 42, of European size, and I go to the gym to keep my body in shape. Before a bet I made with a foreign man about a football match I had never thought about having sex with any foreign man—this experience I changed my mind. It was a pleasant evening in June when the Italian football team played for the international cup against Egypt. I...

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