When Adriana Tannure went to the small departmental store in our town, I expected a typical Valentine’s Day gift shop with little variety. What I did not expect was to see an older woman who spoke Italian, had an English accent and wore a floor-length Italian silk gown with a high collar. I could not help but notice her straight black hair, thinning at the temples, her ample cleavage and long legs. The other woman matched her stature. The other shopper, who spoke only Italian, spoke English with a tight Italian accent and wore a short black dress with multiple layers. They were both quite young, but matching lingerie seemed to be an unspoken agreement as the two sat on the couch to have their picture taken.
Adriana Tannure’s features were quite striking. Tall and lean, she looked fit and toned throughout her slim figure, with just the hint of a few extra pounds of cellulite showing. Her face appeared young and fresh with a hint of a southern accent; her lips were pouty, her nose was larger than her face and her eyes were dilated. Her nipples were large and were quite large compared to her partner’s, giving her just the right amount of stimulation as her fingers grooved inside of her lover’s vagina.
During our foreplay, I noticed that my partner’s clitoris was more sensitive that I had ever felt from any stimulation before. Adriana’s words when describing her hands during foreplay confirmed that she enjoyed stimulating her partner’s clitoris just as much as I did. As we climaxed, I noticed that she had difficulty removing her own orgasm. Apparently, she found the idea of giving her own pleasure to be too much of a turn-on for her to keep going for another round.