This morning, coming back from Normandy on the A13, a pressing desire is felt, I stop at a rest area without services.As I parked, two cars pulled away, leaving only one minivan with a man looking in my direction. The latter gets out of the vehicle, masked, goes to the toilet, looking at me. Rather well done, forty, athletic in jogging tightening his very plump buttocks ... I follow suit, arrive in the sanitary block and realize that there are only two urinals one next to the other and little space.
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Keywords : 100% lived story, Masturbation, Blow job, Forty, Mature, Odors, Married, Threesomes
