Two hours later I dialed again, late in the afternoon.It was Ronnie who answered, with a youngish voice and a noticeable New York City accent. "Who's ...this?" she asked. When I told her she replied excitedly, "Oh, Steeeeven! Oh, I've heard so much about you from Martha! So you're really a person? The way she talks about you, I didn't think you were real! Hold on, I'll get her."Martha was surprised and happy at my call.I asked, "What happened to your Memphis accent?" Oh, hon, that's gone months. ‘We would all go to Capo Mortola every summer.’ ‘What’s in Capo Mortola?’ Rachel asked innocently. ‘Why it has one of the few nudist beachs in Italy.’ he said neutrally. ‘Really? Just out of curiosity, Sergio. I noticed on your record you have a charge of indecency. I was wondering about that….’ she trailed off, obviously picturing him on a public beach walking around in the buff. ‘Oh yeah,’ he said sheepishly. ‘I was new to your country and didn’t realize that your beaches didn’t allow. Then suddenly, he exploded again, shooting a thick stream of jizz into my already cum soaked pussy. Moving my hands back around to his ass I ground my pussy down on his massive young cock, moaning " Oh yeah baby, that feels so good. I love it when you cum inside of me."He continued to push in and out of me until his erection softened and slowly slipped out. I could feel the cum oozing out of my saturated pussy and as I looked down to see David's thick, white cream running down my hand, I said". The full package inside came prominently forward. “I got a strong feeling you liked what you saw.”. He stopped talking and stared at me. His hands moved up to each side of the buckle to his pants. He knew I was captive to every move he made. His hands undid the belt buckle Then button clasp of his pants. The zipper slid down halfway as the pants waist spread open. “Was I right?”.I don’t know where my nerve came from, but I spoke very calmly, “I really enjoy how your uniform fits. it’s like.