On the bus, on the way home, I see through the window several people with bouquets of flowers wrapped in kraft paper. When my boyfriend picks me up at the bus stop, after our little hug and the welcome kiss, other people with flowers on the sidewalk... Suddenly, I realize, it's Valentine's Day! And my boyfriend who continues thinking that it was barely February 13th... Here, after our years together, where Valentine's Day goes. We look at each other with tenderness because we know that our attentions towards each other exist all year long. That said, to mark the occasion, he invites me to dinner... the next day! It's an Asian restaurant, all-you-can-eat buffet, in the city center. It's 7:30 p.m., the place is quiet. The lights on the ceiling are red, but the general atmosphere is bathed in a yellow glow. In the middle of the room, a curved aquarium hides the room. We go around it. The waitress seats us. It's next to the buffet. I sit down and see two men sitting in front of the aquarium. The one in front of me must be about forty years old. He's bearded. He has short black hair that recedes with his bald spot on his temples. He's wearing black jogging pants and a t-shirt with the logo of a music group that I don't know. His companion is blond and seems just a few years younger. The bearded man glances furtively at me. However, he ignores me when he gets up to eat. Only the blond one looks down on me. The meal is well underway between my friend and me. We get up in turn to help ourselves from the buffet and joke about everything and nothing. The bearded man then stares at me without lowering his eyes. I smile at him out of politeness and he responds with an even bigger smile. That's when the staring game continues. He holds mine when he passes by me several times. Now they're at dessert. My boyfriend has already understood that my attention is drawn behind him. He asks me: "Is he blond or is he dark-haired?" - "Is he bald," I answer him with a smile. - "Young or old? " - "What do you think?" Still in my direction, the bearded man then punches his left hand. I smile at him mischievously. He heads towards the toilets. As I stand up, I turn to my boyfriend: "Now is the time." He then raises his eyebrows at me: "You'll tell me." I enter the toilets. His back is turned, standing at the urinals. I already have an erection. I approach him and lean against the partitions: "Hello..." He answers me, head down. I can barely see his penis. I head towards a toilet with a door, brushing his buttocks. He turns his head towards me, enters the cabin, still with his penis uncovered and locks it. Without further discussion, I squat down to lean on his thighs and put his cock in my mouth. It is of average size and grows quickly while keeping reasonable proportions to suck him. His pubis is black, bushy. His balls are average, very hairy. I then lower his pants. He is in Freegun boxers. Boxers that I also lower for him. As I run my hands over his buttocks, I feel that they are also covered in hair. I wedge my fingers under the folds of his ass and suck him to please us. He caresses his lower abdomen, which raises his t-shirt and lets me see that his pubis is one with the hairs that go up to his navel. Hairs that I have to remove with my tongue several times. The door handle moves which makes him jump. But nothing that disturbs me from continuing ...

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