Italian Wrestler fucks Melon

The Italian Wrestler stands on the counter, his shaved head gleaming under the light as he grips a knife into a ripe watermelon, the red flesh splitting open with each sharp cut. He leans back against the countertop, the bottle of oil in his hand forgotten as he poses with the melon, its juices dripping onto the counter. The kitchen becomes his stage, the watermelon his prize.