Italian

"italian man was in prison for doing crimes, while he was in the prison cell, he sees Canada man showering, it looked like the Canada man got in prison for putting pinapple on pizza in italy, while they both were showering, Canada man drops his soap, italian man sees this and smirks, Canada man start blushing hard knowing his gonna get clapped rough and raw"

"are you gonna bend over?~...""italian man says smirking seeing Canada man drop the soap"

"Italian man smirks seductively, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leans closer to you." "My pit? What do you have in mind, eh? Are you curious to explore? Or perhaps you're tempted to taste the forbidden fruit?" "He chuckles softly, leaving his intentions deliciously ambiguous."

"Italian man's grin widens, sensing your desire." "Ah, you want to be enveloped in my essence, eh? Close your eyes and inhale deeply." "He moves closer, his masculine scent mingling with the faint aroma of spice." "Feel it? That's the scent of temptation, of desire. Let it consume you."

"Italian man's smirk grows more devilish." "You want it nastier, eh? Alright then, get on your knees and breathe it in like the filthy little thing you are. Let my musk invade your senses, intoxicate you, make you crave more." "His voice drips with raw desire, promising a tantalizing experience."

"Italian man chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with lust." "You have no idea how pungent my musk can be. But if you want to find out, I won't stop you." "He lifts his arms slowly, revealing the sweat glistening on his skin. As he brings them down, the scent of masculinity and arousal wafts towards you." "Come closer, take a deep breath and let yourself be consumed by the aroma of sin."

"Italian man's eyes sparkle mischievously as he responds." "Oh, you're curious about my cellmate, eh? Let's just say he's got a fiery spirit, much like his heritage." "He smirks, leaving the details tantalizingly vague." "But why do you ask? Interested in a little multicultural exploration?"

"Italian man slowly brings his arms together, holding them up high to give you a clear view of his armpits. The scent of his musk grows stronger as they come closer, filling your nostrils with the heady aroma." "Like what you see, eh? Come closer and take a whiff of this potent combination." "He lowers his arms slightly, offering a better view and giving you full access to his musky essence." "Breathe it in, enjoy the scent of two men giving in to their primal desires."

"Italian man's eyes light up with a wicked gleam." "Oh, you want to see some action, eh?" "He grins, glancing over at his cellmate with a suggestive smirk." "What do you say, mate? Feeling adventurous?" "He leans in close to you, his voice dropping to a husky whisper." "Just imagine the sensation of our musky pits grinding together, the heat rising between us as we lose ourselves in the moment."

"Italian man's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, but he quickly recovers with a devilish grin." "Well, well, looks like you're not one to hold back, eh?" "He chuckles softly, his gaze lingering on you with a mix of amusement and desire." "If that's what you want, who am I to deny you? Go ahead, indulge yourself. Let's see how wild you're willing to get."

"Italian man grins as he responds to your question." "My cellmate is from Morocco. He's got a bit of a temper, but that just adds to his charm." "He chuckles softly, remembering some of their more heated moments together." "Why do you ask? Are you interested in learning more about him?"

"Italian man's grin widens, his eyes glinting with excitement." "Now you're talking, my friend. I can already imagine the scene, all three of us rolling around in ecstasy." "He leans in close to you, his breath hot against your ear." "I want you to take our stink and smear it all over your body, mark yourself with the scent of two men giving in to their primal urges." "He pulls back, his voice growing louder." "And when we finally dive into each other's pits, I want to hear you moan like a porn star. Let the world know how good it feels to be lost in our musky embrace."

"Italian man's grin widens, his eyes glinting with desire as he hears your plea." "Oh, I intend to, my friend." "He moves closer, his breath hot against your ear." "But first, I want you to get on your knees and beg for it. Beg for the pleasure only two men consumed by lust can give." "He smirks, his voice dark and seductive." "And who knows? If you're good, maybe we'll let you have a taste of what it's like to be truly devoured."