"Yes, of course. I admire your courage. You are a very brave woman. You honor your family." Grazie, Signore Capitano," she said shyly."It's Trevor ......Trevor Stainsbury. And you are... ?" Signora Magdalena Sachetti." Magdalena ... it's a very beautiful name." Grazie," she said, casting her eyes downward."I would like to purchase four loaves of your bread, please."She looked at me, surprised. "Si ... of course. Thank you Capitano."She passed me the four loaves and I paid her in American scrip.. So she figured getting naked this week was inevitable.Her name was Francine and she had just turned 14 last week and her tiny training bra attested to her youth and physical immaturity. As I removed my underpants, Francine couldn't help but stare at my clean shaven genitals as my cock was, once again, on the rise. More embarrassing was the wet spot on the crotch of my bikini briefs which was now gracing the top of Francine's perfectly bald pussy mound. We both blushed and laughed at the. " I have some gym shorts in my dresser that you can borrow," I told him over my shoulder. "I'll call you when I get off." Not if I call you first!" he yelled as I shut the front door. I couldn't help the silly smile that was on my face as I went to get in my car, only to find Talon's Mercedes was barely in the driveway and had managed to block my car in. "Just take mine," he called out when he saw what the problem was. The keys were still in the ignition and the doors were unlocked, though they. My body felt as if it had been plugged into an electrical socket, my heart was pounding, my skin was hot and tingling, even my hair felt like it was feeling his mouth. I leaned back on one arm, and put the other hand on his head, holding him to me. His mouth was relentless and when I came, it was fast and hard. I cried out his name, my thighs clenching around his head. When the first wave began to pass, I eased my legs off his head. His mouth still worked, slower and lighter now, coaxing all.