My trip to Italy and so many experiences
Well, here I am in the full sense of the word and in Italy and in life. I was going for a long and hard time, saved up money for a trip for two years and it happened. I came to Riomaggiore, a small town that I once saw in a photo. I was so shocked by the scenery that I thought I would definitely visit there. Upon arrival, I rented a small room with a view of the sea, walked alone in the evenings through the narrow streets and everything was wonderful, but somehow boring. And then, out of nowhere, a local Italian, handsome, tall and tanned, rolled up to me. I'm not boom-boom in Italian, so we communicated in broken English, but more with gestures. In general, I fell in love with him up to my very sexual lips, my heart began to ache and I feel like I got there. He looked after me beautifully, and on the third day I gave myself to him, completely and with all my openness. I am a temperamental girl and a little something, I scream like during childbirth. He even covered my mouth a little. In general, we made love for a very long time and passionately, I felt like love impulses tear down my tower and I can no longer be without him.
All this lasted for three days, we walked a lot, made love, swam naked on the rocks (I show you a few photos), but all this suddenly disappeared in an instant. On the fourth day, he brought a family album to my room and started showing photos of his wife and two tomboys. It was like a cold shower poured over me. I asked then why all this, why did you turn my head? He replied that his wife does not like sex and is frigid after the second child, in general, she has an early menopause. He said that she was calm about his adventures, as long as he did not leave his family. And since the town is very small and everyone knows each other, he had to hoe visitors. That's the end of my trip to Italy. It's painful and insulting, but I don't regret it at all, I've experienced so much wonderful things in these 15 days.
Lenochka, my little story for the Meganudist website.
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All this lasted for three days, we walked a lot, made love, swam naked on the rocks (I show you a few photos), but all this suddenly disappeared in an instant. On the fourth day, he brought a family album to my room and started showing photos of his wife and two tomboys. It was like a cold shower poured over me. I asked then why all this, why did you turn my head? He replied that his wife does not like sex and is frigid after the second child, in general, she has an early menopause. He said that she was calm about his adventures, as long as he did not leave his family. And since the town is very small and everyone knows each other, he had to hoe visitors. That's the end of my trip to Italy. It's painful and insulting, but I don't regret it at all, I've experienced so much wonderful things in these 15 days.
Lenochka, my little story for the Meganudist website.
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Nudists-videos from the Crimea
Sex on a nude beach
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