Double fisting Italian slut in both holes
it was difficult being heard or getting a word in edgewise, what with all the excited girls around us talking all at once. it wasn't until then that i noticed that both napoleon and romero had duffle bags at the foot of their barstools. romero and i started a conversation about italy. he was a tall muscular handsome man of obvious italian descent, with medium length curly black hair and deep penetrating black eyes, with what looked like gold flecks. he talked fondly of the tuscan region in italy. we continued our conversation for another 10-15 minutes. then i asked romero if he danced. he said that he liked rock-'n-roll and gave me some change for the jukebox. i chose 3 fast songs and 2 slow ones. romero was a great dancer. during our 2nd slow dance, when romero made the 1st sexual move. he took my hands from around his neck, twisted them around behind my back, drew me close and kissed me. i didn't struggle or resist, but rather stepped even closer against his body and kissed him back. we made out in that position, until the songs i chose ran out. she was foiled for several minutes, because romero decided to tie me up.