This story happened to me the day before last Monday evening, at Mont-Boron... I park at the foot of the Fort around 7 p.m., it is dark but with the Moon. I go around the place but nobody, so I go down along the Chemin du Fort towards the fountain, at least it warms me up... I pass a few people in their car, turn around a bit but no one comes out, I wonder why these people are there, but hey. I go up the path to return to the fort, several cars pass me on the way up to the fort. A little before the fort, one of the cars leaves, meets me. I turn to see her walking away. I see it slow down then pull over 50m lower on one of the few spaces on the shoulder... I say to myself why not, so I go down the path again...I see its driver get off, hesitate, look then cross the road to sink into the undergrowth. I arrive at the place then take the same path in the dark. I hear coughing, I continue and see his silhouette under a tree thanks to the light of his white pants... I approach without saying anything, our reciprocal intentions are obvious... I see now that he has taken out his tail, that's good, I'm here to eat tails. I then put my 2 knees on the ground at the height of his cock and take it open mouth. It doesn't take long to go from being a marshmallow to a nice cock, hard and curved like a fish hook. His glans is well swollen and I suck it like a chupa chup. I lick it on its length while looking at it, it appreciates if I trust the insults thatI alternate his cock with his balls, one like the other is very clean and feels his skin. Looking up I see her overweight. So while I lick him all over I caress his belly with one hand up to his nipples. My sucking mouth makes suction cup noises which stir up his excitement... While I'm trying to eat his shaved balls with open mouth, I feel him pulling me by the hair from behind. He makes me release his balls and makes me look at him. I see that it's finally another man who's not holding my hair and who's standing right next to it... With his sure hand, he thrusts his cock into me, which is already very hard, quite straight compared to the first man. He is more vindictive, authoritarian than the first... IHe pounded my mouth while the other was softer... I love it... On a recurring basis, he shoves his glans deep inside me, he too is not stingy with insults. I take the opportunity of a few seconds of respite that his tail gives me to breathe to return to suck the first. And alternate like that a few cycles. The second makes me eat his balls, these are much less clean, I would even say dirty. I feel it on my tongue and my nose, which his hand holds in his groin. His balls are hairy unlike the first who shaved them close. An acid taste, a pungent smell. For the reason of this state, I hesitate between a lack of hygiene and a busy working day. I rationally opt for this last option, but frankly the first is not to displease me either...The second still holds me by the hair and makes me raise my head regularly to shout at me. He does not hesitate now to spit in my face, and several times. I beg him to make me eat his cock and his balls. Tells him that I want his jute, that I only live for it. He then begins to alternate raping my mouth, cleaning his balls, spitting on my face, alternating all that, I say, with a handjob on my cheek... I feel that he is reaching the peak of his excitement. ... When he begins to enjoy, he shoves his turgid cock into my mouth to fertilize it well. Then he takes out his tail to squirt the last jets on my face and order ...

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