A virile, middle-aged Italian gentleman named Salvatore was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde woman.

Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment and, after some small talk, they retired to his bedroom where he rattled her senseless.

After a pleasant interlude he asked with a smile, "So, you finnish ?" She paused for a second , frowned , and replied , "No".

Surprised, Salvatore reached for her and the rattling returned .
This time she thrashed about wildly and there were screams of passion...

The sex finally ends and, again, Salvatore smiles and asks, "You finnish?"Again after a short pause, she returns his smile , cuddles closer to him and softly says, "No."

Stunned, but damned if he was going to leave this woman unsatisfied. Salvatore reaches for the woman yet again .
Using the last bit of his strength, he barely manages it,
but they end together screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping the bed sheets .

Exhausted, Salvatore falls onto his back, gasping..

Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly and asked again, "You finnish?"

Barley able to speak, the beautiful blonde whispers in his ear,



"No, I,m Norwegian".