I'd never met anyone like her — and probably never would again — but I knew without a doubt, this was one of those life-changing events. And we ha...n't even finished. Cock in one hand, I pushed her buttocks apart with the other and placed my engorged dome against her twitching anus. Now Cristine surprised me yet again. "Grab my hips," she ordered, reaching back to grasp my throbbing member. Holding me steady, she pushed back and my helmet penetrated her lubricated hole. Without thinking about. "So there you are back to interrogate me today again?"He looked surprised yet amused."I don't know? What would you like to start with, you could ask me firstor you could decide to tell me something about you."I jumped up rushed straight to him an jumped on the bed next to him whileletting my feet hang free in the air. While I did so he didn't even movean inch he was neither afraid of me nor did he seemed to bother that Idid sat down next to him. "Hmm you didn't even run" I looked at him"Why. Exhaling smoke into my lungs, we both smiled."Ill be right back, I've got to use the bathroom," I whispered to him as I finished my last inhale of the cigarette.I couldn't seem to find the bathroom, the halls seemed never ending with too many turns. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see the man who bought me the drink."Baby, you are looking real good. Getting me excited," he said as he grabbed my hand and rubbed it against his jeans before unzipping and pulling. Franca was wearing a black cotton party dress that was very high in front but showed off her back, where I could see the top of a line of Chinese characters that followed her spine downward into her dress. She had beautiful bare legs and very high heels, and her medium-sized breasts jiggled against the fabric, with the nipples clearly discernible. She asked me what I was doing in Italy. We talked. She had been a student but now worked in an office. She touched my arm often as we talked. Franca.