Review: 8,8 out of 10
Eva is exceptionally gorgeous. In my humble opinion, one of the hottest sex scenes BangBros has ever released. The story is thin ... very thin.

Porn-Logic stretches it a little bit here. For all the young people out there: Don't try to put see-through sun lotion on your genitals. Don't try this at home! But if you forget about that and assume that massage oil is able to block the sun, okay, so be it.
I like the idea that Italian girls are more open-minded and tan topless. Peter is married and would get into a lot of trouble if he watched a nude female. Peter hesitates to rub oil on her back, but when Eva asks him to rub oil on her pussy, that's not a problem.

I like the acting of Eva and Peter. The young Italian girl plays innocently, and her accent is special. Peter always plays the same character, but he does a good job, like always.

So I changed the story completely, read below. If you wanna see the real story, watch the first 5 minutes of the movie.

Idea: 7 out of 10
Acting: 8 out of 10
Directing and Camera: 10 out of 10
Sound: 10 out of 10
Make-Up and Set-Design: 9 out of 10
Note: Sex is 12 out of 10

Story and quotes
Eva is a foreign exchange student residing with Peter and his wife. She is excited to live in Long Beach (CA) for an entire year. On her first day, she visited the Museum of Art. It was only a 10-minute walk.

Eva was surprised when Peter told her that the married couple would drive to the "Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival" and stay the night there. They would party all night with all the young people. The next day, Peter's wife got a call.

"Hi, Greg. You're on speaker. What can I do for you?"

"We have a problem in New York. Daniel got hit by a car."

"Oh, my God! Is he okay?"

"Yes. Daniel broke his wrist, so he was unable to finish the job. The customer threatens to sue us. Can you fly to New York, install the component, and tweak the software?"

"I have tickets for Coachella this weekend."

"I know. Coachella takes place on two weekends. I talked to the board. They are willing to pay for VIP tickets, backstage passes, the best hotel, and all your expenses."

"For me AND my husband?"

"Yes, of course."

"Okay. Please get in touch with HR to arrange the next flight for me. I'll ask the Old Man if he can drive me."

The term "Old Man" is a creation of Peter's colleagues. He is always calm and wise. Most situations are resolved "peacefully" if he handles them.

She hung up. Peter listened to the conversation.

"Of course, I will drive you."

One hour later ...

When Peter returns home, he tells Eva the tickets were $620 for a single person. The couple got two for $999.

"I can't let a thousand dollars go to waste. That's not right. Will you come with me?"

Eva had seen the Coachella event on YouTube. She is ecstatic that she can go.

They have good chemistry. The drive to Coachella passes in no time. The front desk clerk addresses them as father and daughter. The couple gets two keys to the room they share. Peter opens the room.

"You can go in and take a look around. I will get our luggage."

When Peter returns with their suitcases, Eva has prepared a drink. He takes it, they say "Cheers" and drink their first Mojito together.

"There is only one bed," Eva says.

"Oh, damn it! I forgot about that."

Peter immediately offers to sleep on the floor.

"Don't be silly. We are both adults. We will survive one night in the same bed."

When Peter is in the shower, Eva puts her wardrobe on the bed. She would have loved to wear cowboy boots, but didn't own any. So she slips into her brand new Jordans, some gorgeous, short Daisy-Dukes, and the skimpiest yellow bikini top she owns.

They walk towards Coachella. Peter has something on his mind.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything, Mr. Fitzwell."

"Call me Peter, please."

Eva nods.

"Aren't you scared your breasts might show?"

"Plenty of people have seen my tits. I would go topless if I could. But this is America after all, isn't it?"

Peter nods without saying anything. Eva can see his erection. She takes it as a massive compliment that an older man becomes aroused just by looking at her.

Some blonde dude from Sweden hits on Eva. Meanwhile, Peter dances to some distant music. He still had some good moves. Eva is impressed.

"You are a good dancer."

"I have won several titles as a break dancer in the 80s. Some things you don't forget."

"I will definitely remember this," Eva replies.

"Do you have fun?"

"Yes, very much. Thank you so much."

"You are welcome, but you are doing me a favor. Throwing our tickets into the trash would have annoyed me."

Eva feels more and more attracted to Peter. He is kind, the perfect gentleman, and a mixture of a big giant and a cuddle bear.

Peter's dancing skills attract attention, mostly from women. Actually, some girls hit on him. Some are even younger than Eva. He shows his wedding ring, which doesn't scare all the women away. One girl named Shaniqua comes onto him a couple of times.

Eva dances with Peter as well. They both get quite the attention. The young Italian checks out several places alone, but then she begins to worry about Peter. She returns to Peter, and Shaniqua is all over him again.

They change the location. Both have the time of their lives when Tiesto and Tate McRae come on stage to perform "10:35" and other smash hits.

Eva buys shots for them. They will not get drunk because the shots cost a fortune. Afterward, the young girl has to use the bathroom. It is 11 pm and dark. The music will continue for an additional two hours, but all the main acts are done for the day.

When Eva returns, Shaniqua is back. The black girl is so drunk that she rubs her bare tits on Peter's chest, who is topless, too.

"Do you like my big tits?" Shaniqua purrs. She takes a step back and wiggles her massive breasts.

»Peter is too nice to her,« Eva thinks.

Luckily, a good friend from Shaniqua intervens.

"If security sees you like this, you'll get banned. Why are your tits out?"

"Leave me alone, Peter likes my tits."

"That's not true. I'm married."

Shaniqua puts her hands under her breasts and shakes them up and down.

"You don't like my tits?"

"Sorry, Sir, don't mind her. Shaniqua, we will leave the gentleman alone now!"

"But I wanna get fucked. Peter has a massive penis. It got hard when I rubbed my ass and tits on him. I want his huge cock in my tight ebony pussy. Peter! Don't let him take me away from you!"

There were some muffled Shaniqua sounds as her friend pulled her away.

Peter exhales loudly. He is sweating profusely. A vending machine and an orange lantern gave enough light for Eva to see single drops of water running down Peter's body. It is quite erotic to see that.

"Can I ask a favor?"

"Anything, Mr. Fitzwell ... um ... Peter."

"When Shaniqua returns ... and she will return. Can you pretend to make out with me?"

"Yes, of course. But I have a condition."

"Which is?"

"We start pretending now. Put your hands on my ass and lift me up."

"On your ass?! Isn't that --"

Eva cuts him off. "Shaniqua will need clear visual signs to back off. Your hands on my butt might do the trick."

"Good point."

Peter grabbed her ass while Eva jumped up and wrapped her legs around him. They dance like that for a while.

"Am I too heavy?"

"No, not at all."

The Shaniqua-Lust-Train arrives only 20 minutes later. Eva sees her first. She pulls Peter by his trousers and belt. This is the sign. She jumps up, and Peter grabs her ass and raises her in the air. Eva puts her hands on his face and neck and looks at him. Instinctively, she kisses him. He is surprised, but then the hot DILF kisses her back. It is sensual at first, but then it develops and gets wild. In the end, they have tongue sex at the Coachella Festival.

"I should go," Peter said.

"No, wait, I'm sorry."

But Peter storms off at a high pace. Eva runs after him.

"Could we please not tell my wife about this?"

"Of course, Peter. Anything you say."

Peter takes a turn, heading for the hotel. Eva follows him. They don't talk on their way back.

To make things worse, the AC doesn't work when they get back. First, Eva takes a quick shower, and then it is Peter's turn. When he gets out, Eva has switched off all the lights in the room. She sits on the balcony naked. Peter doesn't even pretend not to look.

»She is stunning. I have never seen such a perfect young woman.«

Eva stands up. She wants to wrap her towel around her body, but then sees Peter's look. The young Italian throws the towel over a chair and bends over to rest her arms on the balcony. Peter can barely see her shaved pussy, but her naked body, her cute, firm breasts, are more than enough to make him rock-hard.

The young, hot girl walks towards him, still fully naked. She extends her index finger and carefully brushes it over his penis. Peter freezes, while Eva goes into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

»Shaniqua is right. He has a massive penis.«

In the middle of the night, Eva wakes up.

"No, Shaniqua, no!"

Has Shaniqua sneaked into their hotel room? Eva suddenly is alert and wide awake, while Peter remains asleep. He tosses and turns, constantly mumbling "Shaniqua", "wife", and some garbled stuff.

"No, Shaniqua! No facial! Don't touch it!"

Eva hugs him, putting her head on his bare chest.

"It's all right. You are safe," Eva whispers. Peter is still asleep, but his breathing calms down.

Eva strokes his chest gently. Then she sees his boner.

»I want to look at it. Just to look at it.«

She opens the button on his boxers and pulls his cock out.

»That is the most magnificent, wonderful penis I have ever seen.«

Eva wonders how long it would take for Peter to wake up if she tastes it. Probably not too long. She opens her mouth wide and carefully puts her lips around the DILF's cock. Slowly, she bobs her head up and down.

The Old Man wakes up, but as soon as he realizes he is getting a BJ, he shuts his eyes again.

The young Italian girl feels his stirring, but she isn't entirely sure Peter is awake, although she suspects he is.

»Let's put his sleep to the test.«

Eva gets naked and straddles the older man. First, she puts saliva on her pussy, then she guides his cock into her cunt. Slowly, Eva begins to pick up the pace until she gets into a good rhythm of fucking. She tries to sit up in the cowgirl position to take it all, but Peter's cock is too big. The hot young Italian girl wants to feel his skin, so she lies on top of him. Only the tip of his cock remains in her cunt, but she loves sensual lovemaking.

Suddenly, Peter grabs her ass to pull her up and down on his huge penis. It takes only a couple of minutes, then she hears Peter moaning beneath her. His cock gets extra hard, and Eva feels it pulsating in her vagina. Peter tries to stay quiet, but Eva knows he is pumping his sperm into her right now.

She fucks him a little bit more until his penis is not hard enough anymore. Eva lies on her back, spreads her legs wide, and frigs her clit to orgasm with his sperm inside her cunt.

The next day, they drive home. Peter decides to forget about the whole incident. Eva, on the other hand, decides to fuck Peter again.

On her fourth day, she looks out the window and sees the Old Man tanning by the pool. Eva wants to spend more time with Peter. She walks up to him and starts to talk. They share traditions, and where she is from, they sunbathe topless. Peter can't believe how liberated she is. She requests him to oil her so she won't burn up in the sun.

"I can't do that. I'm married."

"Nobody has to know. Remember what happened in the hotel or with Shaniqua. Nobody has to know that either. Come on, please help me out."

Peter sighs, but he starts to rub the oil on her back. While Eva takes off her panties.

"You should not take those off."

"But you are oiling my back and I don't want oil on my bikini. I have to take them off."

"Fine."

Peter sighs and rolls his eyes.

"Did you like her?" Eva asks.

"Whom?"

"Shaniqua."

"I'm not gonna lie. Shaniqua had a killer body, but I don't like women who get drunk that heavily. I like a classic woman who gives me compliments instead of naked breasts in my face. Do you know what I mean?"

As a provocation, Eva lays his hands on her bare tits.

"Yes. What else do you like about women?"

"Everything my wife is: intelligent, honest, authentic, and stuff like that."

"And what do you like about me?"

"Everything," Peter says with a hoarse voice.

"Good."

With a quick motion, Eva frees his hard cock, straddles it, and she starts to kiss him. The Old Man resists at first, but like in Coachella, Eva can sit on his cock. It enters her cunt. Since his penis is dry, it hurts a little, but Eva wants to fuck him. She carefully moves her ass up and down. The young girl and Peter kiss passionately.

Eva looks in his eyes. "You have the most beautiful and kind eyes I have ever seen."

"Thank you."

"I bet I could cum just looking at them, as long as you fuck me. Fuck me good, Daddy."

"Am I your Daddy?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Can Daddy fuck you anytime he wants?"

"Yes, Daddy. Every day, every hour, every minute, every hole."

"In every hole?"

"Yes. You can put it anywhere."

The young girl needs his cock so bad. And she wants his cum all over her face this time.

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