After leaving in haste from Serge's I clearly felt ashamed. But my brain was stuck on the images of me giving him a sculptural blowjob. pump.2 hours later I receive a message from him which leaves no doubt about his intentions: Hello! I can't stop thinking about your fleshy lips and I want you to suck me off; send back look accompanied by a photo of him standing in his bathroom with his very hard thick cock. I answer him tit for tat ok but where? We agree to see each other that evening in his garage when his wife is sleep !So I show up at 11 p.m. as agreed and he opens the door for me, making a sign not to make any noise. I rush into his house and instantly he drops his shorts! His penis is half soft and I put a hand directly sur elle.On looks at each other and I begin to jerk him off gently. My heart is pounding excited by the situation and very very Serge begins to bend. I kneel down and I begin my oral sex by gently licking his big purses. They are heavy and full here, which increases my pleasure tenfold. it is he who dictates the tempo. For a good 5 minutes he imposes frantic pelvic movements!I'm drooling and having trouble breathing or catching my breath.Then in a final rattle of desire he spreads his cock on my face and cums on me. I receive his long sperm without saying a word. I really have it everywhere and his juices flow over me. time a Kleenex. As best I can, I try to wash my face. I get up, he's leaning again ...

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