It's 9:30 p.m. and I've just had a great time with a young rebel, endowed just as I like.This Sunday, May 8 and after a few conversations on Twitter, I decide to go for a walk in the Bois de Thouars, telling myself that if I'm lucky I'll have the opportunity to treat myself.I arrive at the site around 6:30 p.m., few people, it's still nice and warm and the ring road coming from the Atlantic is crowded. But it doesn't matter, I gather my courage and begin my journey. Around 8 p.m. and after about 8,000 steps, I begin to walk the paths of the undergrowth and I come across a few specimens searching but not very interested in me. But it doesn't matter, I continue my journey. Around my 15,000 steps I decide to go back but before getting back into my car, I see that access to the stadium is open and that it is under major renovation, curious I go towards the open door and I see in the distance a young rebel with his phone in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth, he is in a white tracksuit with a designer bag. I stay at the top of the stairs that go down to the stadium and this young man joins me, he passes in front of me and goes to sit in the stands while glancing in my direction. I look around me and notice that the toilets at the edge of the field are also under construction, I decide to go there just to.... Neither one nor two, he comes down from his lookout and comes to meet me, he enters the building and asks me if I have a fire, he is 2 cm from me, I can see everything, his handsome face with deep black eyes, a thin but full beard, smooth and tanned skin. I lower my head to dig into my bag to hand him my lighter and my hand brushes against his penis through the fabric of his sweatpants. As soon as I put the lighter away, I began to caress his cock through the fabric. He said nothing and undid the drawstring of his pants to lower them to his knees. From this moment, I am electrified by the situation, I have in front of me a competitive penis, it is beautiful, circumcised, of very good proportion. I don't take long to put it in my mouth and it's a joy. I go there gradually and he lets himself do it, as if he was letting me get used to the size of his cock. But as soon as I started deepthroating, he put one of his hands behind my head and accompanied my movements back and fo ...

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