New little mountain bike ride through the woods... I head towards a small dead-end road conducive to some nice encounters and I notice that a car is parking there facing the opposite direction of the road. I pass in front, slowly, a grandpa inside, the driver! I go to the end of the dead-end and turn around. As I slowly pass as close as possible to the vehicle on the passenger side, I notice that the grandpa has put both hands on his shirt at breast level and I have the impression that he is massaging them. So I suspect that Grandpa is looking for something and I pass a third time next to his car even more slowly. There, I see that he has completely opened his shirt and that he is tickling his nipples. So for once no more doubt allowed, I stop. I am therefore on the passenger side which gives me a nice and wide view of his body. Old man of a certain age, about 70 years old, graying with a nice little belly but well dressed, clean on him ... As he sees that I am interested in his case, he opens his fly straight away, plunges his hand into his pants and starts a few movements up and down. This excites me a lot because I have always had the fantasy of experiencing this kind of adventure with a guy jerking off or even more in his vehicle ... So I go around the car to find myself this time on the driver's side, put my bike on the embankment, take off my gloves and start to watch him again. It is then that he takes his hand out of his fly loaded with his cock and balls that he arranges to show them off. They are very pale, but free of any hair as well as the pubis, I love it, small stocky cock, very white too, soft, with the glans already uncovered that he begins to knead slowly with his fingers. I enjoy the show when Grandpa finally decides to open his door. I immediately lean forward and rush to take his soft cock in hand. I play with his foreskin to slide it over his glans while p ...

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