I am flying off to Florence on the 24th of December, from there my family and I are taking a train to Rome on the 28th. What are your plans for Christmas and New Year’s Eve?

I’ve planned so many day tours, I do think I’ve overdone it…..but there is no point in being in Italy without trying to see as many sights as possible. My evenings will always be free however……… and I could not think of a better way to add fire to my trip than by meeting Lorenzo.

I remember when him and I first met. He was staying at a beautiful hotel in St James’s. That evening I was busy in Tower Hill until 10pm and couldn’t find a cab fast enough to take me to him once I was done. There has been a lot of anticipation.

The bar of the hotel was by then closed but he sat and waited for me at a table, sipping wine, no one else around except the bartender coming in and out finishing up for the day.

Hmmm…. I didn’t at first really like him. Yes he was tall and fairly handsome but I need time in these situations to know what my body thinks…… we sat, bantered, laughed too. I wasn’t sure until some ten or fifteen minutes later when all of a sudden and without warning I felt his sexuality. It was like an invisible carnal hunger approaching me, enveloping me. To be really sure of this I needed to touch him, does his body really feel this good….. have our bodies begun communicating, attracting each other, feeling that desire to eat, to undress, to taste, to get to know thoroughly.

Earlier in the day we had decided that we would just sit at the bar, let the energy build without touching each other or going to his room, to see to what intensity our connection, if there was going to be one, would take us. But in the exact moment I begun feeling his body with my hands I looked at his eyes and told him “We need to go…..”

In no time Lorenzo was on his feet leading me to the lifts. We were like two lovers who haven’t seen each other in a long time, his suite was beautiful but I couldn’t waste any more time, I removed my jacket, my shoes and kneeled down to feel his crotch and navel with my face, my cheeks, my hands, a hug. The last time I was with Max in this position I told him “I’d love to live down here……”

If I am dating someone and I like him a lot (i.e. my body likes him a lot) I love to spend a long time taking care of his crotch with my hands and my mouth. It is the same with Nik the Greek though he at first didn’t let me touch him when his dick is soft. One evening before our second session I tried that again and asked him “Don’t you like this?” “Of course I do, but it is you ladies who only like to touch if the dick is hard.” This isn’t true! Omg…. what ladies have you been hanging out with Nik, it isn’t true at all. I love to massage my man there at any time….. so I resumed. Mmmmm, beautiful…… nothing like a slow beginning, enjoying that slow hardening, kissing a dick without rush. I do it all the time with Max.

But Lorenzo and I don’t meet as often and if I do see him in Florence it’ll be again with the same passion and zero patience that carried us both away the first time. So much so (I swear) that he missed his slot at 3am in Luton (Signature Aviation, he only ever flies private). I felt quite flattered once he sent me a video of him finally boarding around 11:30am, but all I could truly think about was the wild, intense passion we’d shared………..

Maybe him and I can repeat all that soon, maybe in Florence, though I hope (for him) that he has no flights scheduled the next day.

Happy Holidays everyone!

Wishing you a Very Happy 2026

Full of health, peace, love, and success!

Very much yours, Elizabeth.