A virile, middle-aged, Italian guy named Guido was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde. Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment.
After a while they retired to his bedroom where he made love to her in spectacular fashion. After a smoke and brief interlude, he asked with a smile, “So, you finish?
She paused for a second, frowned and replied, “No.”
Surprised, Guido reached for her again and their love making resumed. This time she thrashed about wildly amid screams of passion. Finally, Guido comes to a halt. He smiles and asks, “You finish?”
Once 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, Guido, mustering all his strength and recuperative powers, cranks up for one final burst. In a wild, monumentally frenetic climax they end together, screaming, snorting, bucking, and ripping at the bed sheets.
Completely exhausted, Guido falls onto his back, gasping for air. Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly and asked again, “You finish?”
Barely able to speak, the blond whispers in his ear, “No, I’m Norwegian!”