We go back to the years 68-69 because I am a grandpa.In a management office that I was a part of (at a very small level) ... there was a photo in which I recognized quite a few guys except one. A beauty and in addition, a huge bundle between the legs ... So I ask who is it. The answer is "DUPONT" ​​(I put a bogus name on purpose) - He is in the hospital, he must be home soon.Indeed a few days later, here he shows up one morning for the roll call. The reality was even more beautiful than the photo! A hell of a handshake, a male salute. Little smirk and soon after, he runs his tongue over his lips looking me straight in the eye! Bingo! I thought to myself: it's in my pocket ...A few days later, I was in the toilets where I often spent time in the evening ... I heard someone come in humming and I immediately recognized DUPONT's voice.He enters a cabin and I clearly hear that he starts to masturbate. So, very swollen, I tell him from one cabin to another: you want a helping hand DUPONT?He answers me: who are you? I tell him my name and hear the latch of his door opening - Of course, I get out of my cabin and rush to his - The door being free, I enter and close behind me. He was pants down to his knees with his huge contraption in his hand. (in my opinion 21-22cm very thick).He takes my head and says "suck bitch"I didn't have to beg ... I was having a hard time sucking his stick .... He was feasting and with one hand, slid my jogging pants down and began to stroke my butt ... Me, very slut, I wriggled my ass and he immediately understood what I was waiting for !!He made me get up and whispered in my ear: "Are you getting fucked my little slut?"My answer was not long in coming and he rolled a slobbery shovel like never before!Then he said to me: "Come to my room" (as Maréchal des Logis -Chef, he had a private room).I was super excited and I ...

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