Hello everyone I published a few days ago, my first time as a passive. Now my first time as an active.After work in the middle of the week, I absolutely wanted to sleep with someone. Man, woman I didn't care I wanted to enjoy I needed it. There is a fairly well-known mixed cruising spot not far from my house. So I go there with the firm intention of clearing my head... and digging to be honest ;).So I park in the beach parking lot and head into the tall grass. Many men. Many don't really want to show what they're doing there, laptop in hand, tapping away on a dark screen, the furtive eye in search of a subjective view. So I walk around looking for the person who will make my hormones jump more than another, as long as I do. Some men look at each other. Others pass by waddling their posteriors, a real call for pure and hard sex. A man passed in front of me and before passing me brings his left hand to the level of his parts, surely to make me understand what he is looking for. Without dec' Sherlock? I said to myself sarcastically. Five minutes later comes back in front of me looking hurried. Unfortunately, he's not my type at all. A lack of blatant hygiene just confirm my physical repulsion. However I see two men further on, one following the other. Not bad at all either. So I decided to follow them, but not too close so as not to scare them. So I follow my new friends walking on the steep terrain. I don't see them, the grass being too high, I just have to follow the winding paths in the clearing. Damn, lost... they must have spotted me, where to go wrong or even both... I still continue on my way. Arriving at the edge of a small path proudly displaying a hundred trees and full of hiding places as vast as they are discreet. But I can't hold on anymore, I need someone... Now!!! So I visit the hiding places one by one! Telling me that no matter what I find man, woman, couple, cop I jump on him. After two minutes of indiscreet research, I go into one of them and see a man in his sixties on my right, his head stuck in the foliage looking for a couple to spy on, handle in hand. He polishes himself like crazy. And ended up cumming on the sheets in front of him.-Wow what a shot! Luis, I say.He panics and puts away his gear.- Take that out! It's not polite to be secretive.I approach him. I bring my hand to the closure of his jeans - Didn't have time to appreciate it, it's a shame. I whispered in his ear.It band again after my remark. I'm lucky, apparently he doesn't have just one bullet in the magazine. PERFECT!I drop his pants, the boxer shorts follow him quickly. He turns around and shows me his ass. Okay a passive. There has to be a first for everything... what an ass... smooth, round, sweet yum... I pull out my cock which is finally happy to no longer be cramped. I caress her ass wi ...

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