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Passionate encounter

It was beautiful to see her on his bed. He would never have allowed himself to have a fantasy like that, not knowing if she desired it too, but now they were there, on the brink of surrendering to each other and living their best adventure.

"I've been treasuring this, but I'm determined, Giovanni," she confessed, making him even more excited as he recalled the memories.

Memories of her half-naked, then with her round and perfect breasts exposed, longing to touch them madly.

"I've also thought a lot about this."

"Giovanni," she said, looking into his eyes, "I can't resist anymore."

She kissed him slowly, her soft lips pressing against the Italian's mouth.

Without breaking away, she began to eagerly request his tongue. It was futile to resist, she gave in, letting herself go.

He took the girl by the nape of her neck, pulling her towards him, thrusting his tongue into the mouth of that woman, who inflamed his soul and body.

With his other hand, he held her small wais