On the way, we exchange first names: his name is Pierre. We enter my place through the basement and as soon as I close the door, he kisses me ardently and my cock regains its stiffness, especially as he takes it in hand. We go straight up to my room and I untie my towel, finding myself naked as a worm. I take off his t-shirt before kneeling in front of him to press my mouth against his erect penis through the fabric. My mouth follows its curves and I gently grab him. My hands drop the first layer of fabric then the second and I discover this dream pubis: a delicately trimmed blond fleece and a slightly curved dick with a very well-defined and glowing glans, just the way I love it. My tongue passes under his balls, which are pressed against each other and stand majestically at the base of this shaft, the length and diameter I like them. I continue my licking towards the glans, running along its entire length. Pierre expresses his pleasure in a guttural way and when I reach the glans, I open my mouth wide and gobble it up while moving forward in order to swallow everything in deep throat. Pierre wobbles and he collapses on the bed, taking me with him. He is on his back and I am above him. I come to position myself at his height and I undertake his mouth with my fiery tongue. His hands wander on my buttocks and he inserts his index finger again in my asshole: I like it. He turns me over and places himself above me, head to tail. His dick presents itself to my mouth and I know how to act while he only takes care of my asshole. He licks me insistently on the entire length of my crack and he insists on the level of my anus. After several back and forths like this, he points his tongue towards my depths and he spreads my anus in a very suave way: he excites me so much that I start to wiggle my buttocks, wanting more and ...

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