italian man

an italian man is one who is at the epidemic of s-x. he has a tanned hairy body, and s-xy facial features. he gets your trust and then takes you home; he licks your p-ssy a bit and then m-ssages your br–sts, at which point he strips his clothing, revealing his hairy body and 6 pack. he talks to you in italian and unzips his pants. he is a real man because he doesn’t care about your pain, only pleasure. he rams into you with so much force. with his 8 inch c-ck the italian man rips you in pieces as he f-cks your c-nt up the wall. he shakes your p-ssy so hard that you drip your nectar on his thick shaft and hairy manly b-lls. he holds you up with his muscles and f-cks you hard in the -ss. he pulls out and f-cks your t-ts. finally he takes his huge italian sausage in his hand and violently jacks it all over your face and hair, then rubs and hits it on your face and makes you lick him clean. he showers up first, gets dressed, eats some food, then has about 30 more thrusts at your v-g-n- before leaving you on the kitchen floor without a goodbye.
paul: yo fred i f-cked tina last night!
fred: was she a good p-ssy?
paul: doesn’t matter when my c-ck got through with her she was nearly unconscious, f-ckin b-tch…
fred: wanan gang bang gloria today?
paul: naw, im feeling like some fresh meat today, lets go downtown and convince a girl we care and then f-ck her brains out.
fred: you are a trus italian man, with your italian c-ck, you ride b-tches like buses.