As he had explained to me, the gate is open and I enter my car. I barely have time to knock on the door when it opens. I immediately recognize the smiling and open face but it is even more beautiful than what his photo had shown me. Jan opened her door a crack and I quickly understood why. He is only dressed in a light T-shirt and underpants that make you want to look, touch... in short! to see more. After a few small insignificant exchanges, he invites me to sit on a corner seat and comes to sit next to me, placing a hand on my thigh.- Did you find it easily?- Yes. I passed by M... and I almost got lost.- But you found yourself, that's the main thing...Do you want a coffee ? - Yes, thank you, I will. "He is going to prepare two coffees, brings them to the small table in front of us. Sitting down again, he puts his hand on my thigh again, a little higher than the previous time. He has the hands of an artist, nervous and fine at the same time, hands made for the most sensual caresses... Our coffee finished, he gets up.- We'll skip it if you want. We are here for that. " He points to a door open to a room in the dark. A bed sits there, a bath towel spread out at his foot. Jan takes off his T-shirt. I quickly took off my jeans and my shirt and, together, we let's each take off our underpants (next time, I'll have to undress him, slowly!). He appears to me naked, there, in front of me, his penis still barely awake. He's tall, muscular, he's handsome. Superb.- Sit on the bed. "It's not an order, it's an invitation and I'm happy to go there. I'm barely sitting on the towel when he kneels in front of me. This time, it's me who launches an invitation, this time silent, opening the thighs, my legs hanging along the end of the bed. He approaches his head to my lower abdomen, with his hand he grabs my erect penis, the top as if to ensure its proper functioning. And slowly he puts his lips on my glans, then his mouth becomes soft, imprisoning my cock, which he sucks with the greediness of a real gourmet and the delicacy of a real gourmet. I squirm, moaning under his licks, my sex qui ...

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