Itni khoobsurat lady ke kya batau sala man to kiya photo me ghus jau…Maine tabhi mann bana liya kuch bhi ho…Ise to patana h…Phir maine tabhi use...msg dala “Hii..Can we have chat”…. But wo offline thi…Maine thodi der wait kiya but wo nahi aayi….Mai itna be chain tha ke kya batau…Thodi thodi der me fb check kar raha tha me uska msg aaya ho…But us din uska koi msg nhi aaya….Agle din subah maine phir msg check kiya to uska msg that ” ji …Boliye”……..Meri to jaise lottery lag gyi ho….Maine pagal hi ho. But when he got out fully naked, I was afraid his well hung, Italian hotness would burn out my camera. After the shoot wrapped, I started to change cameras and Frederico put the outfit back on. Then, he slowly walked up behind me. He looked at me with those deep brown eyes, smiled at me, and asked in fluent English "Kristy, have you ever had kissed with a man on motorcycle?" I smiled and looked at him and replied, "Why, I've never done that before, especially with an Italian." He giggled and. And her pussy was surprisingly a nice fit, making me realize she either had managed to gross our captors out enough to keep them away, or they had all been smaller in the dick department than I.After becoming very familiar with her breasts, I started to call her Candy from the way her spit shinned tits reminded me of several different chocolates. And she didn't seem to mind what I did to them. I sometimes wondered if she had any sense of touch in them, but I knew she must have since her nipples. After that few days later we met again and neither he nor I talked about all this, actually, there were other people around us and we didn’t get time to talk about all this. But there was no awkwardness between us when we were talking after that encounter, I initially though he might not talk to me after what happened but he was behaving normal and no one, even I could not make out whether anything had happened between us that day. I though it was just a one-time thing and will not happen again.