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It’s half past two. In the morning. My eyes are burning. The lights of the cars rendering past are blurred and stronger.
The heat in the car drives me the sweat out of all pores. This summer night has it all. I need a break. Clearly.
Take the next motorway exit and leave the A8. I don’t have to look long. After 200 meters I find a small one parking spot toilet. High shrubs protect against the adjacent street.
I park parallel to the curb next to a parking bench and park the engine. No other cars in sight. I make it somewhat comfortable and close my eyes. Just nodded off, I hear engine noise.
An SUV appears in the rearview mirror, slowly drives along the parking lot. He stands behind me. I’m waiting. Nothing happens.
The BMW is there with running the engine and glowing lights. I can see a male silhouette behind the steering wheel. “Ass” I murmur into myself and decide to use the temporary interruption for a toilet walk. Have to pee anyway.
I get out of that automobile, Complete and stroll towards the toilet. The exceptionally long heat period of the past few weeks has, and apparently half the nation, put me in a strange state of constant litigation. Shirt and jeans stick to my body and again and again I feel how a single drop of sweat turns over my body. When I arrived at the Pissoir, I get my part out of my pants.
I like the feeling of my half -tire warm cock in my hand. I jerk him briefly and feel my body pumps another gush of blood into it. “You have to be spoiled again …” I think with myself and let the water run. From outside I hear how the engine of the other car is parked and shortly afterwards the car door falls into the castle.
Steps approach and a little later a man of my age appears in the door. Big, sporty figure, Mediterranean – almost Arab complexion. The white linen shirt falls casually over the light blue jeans. He nods to me, stands next to me, opens his pants and levers his powerful tail out of here.
I nod back and try to concentrate on my affairs again. It is hard for me. I put my head back slightly nervously and look at the flickering neon tube over our heads. Wow.
The sight of his pipe gave me a short horny shower through the body. I lower my head and shell down into. How accidentally he takes a little step backwards and gives me a clear view of the hottest fuck tube that I have seen for a long time. It lies in his hand in a powerful one.
Brazen. Two pulsating veins that pull themselves like snakes from the plump eggs over the shaft to just in front of the tender, circumcised acorn. Cool. That would be something.
I’m staring at the dirty tiles in front of my face and at the same time we start shaking up the last drops of piss. From the corner of the eye I see how he tends his head slightly to the side and crops on my crotch. I have to grin. I like to play this game.
I turn a few centimeters in his direction and offer him my goods. As a greeting, I briefly press my buttocks so that my part rears up briefly. He lifts his gaze and smiles back relaxed. I’m going to the whole, start, slowly my beating jerk off, Look into his eyes and watch his reaction eagerly.
The answer follows immediately by turning on to me and also begins to massage his horny spear. So we face each other for some time. My eyes wander restlessly over the muscular body of the wank partner, keep returning to his hard piston, cannot see each other’s federation. Our breathing is faster, becomes louder.
The flickering light of the neon tube throws twitching shadows on the roughly concrete walls of the parking lot toilet. The air is stuffy and hot, the atmosphere of lust is soaked. Suddenly we hear a crouching engine. A car drives to the parking lot.
We stop the little horny session and pack our cocks again. The last thing we need are a few careful bulls – we agree on it without a word. But when we step into the outside, we only see the taillights of a brewing car. “False alarm” I curse annoyed.
He just twitches with his shoulders and grins at me: “You’re horny on it, come on!”. Then he goes towards his BMW’s and finally throws himself into the back seat casually. I follow him and close the car door behind me. “Hmm ..
Practical … tinted windows! Where were we standing?“If I wink for him, while we are hastily putting ourselves out to get our pipes out again. He lumes alongside me, the pants are just below the ass Performed and rubs his enormous spanking with relish. I make myself comfortable and enjoy watching him in his games.
His sight and the heat in the car bring back the horny mood in no time. His perfect cock is captivating me more and more. Without the lightest curvature and apparently rock hard, I am surprised how many wet holes he has already filled and how many greedy tongues have already licked it. He pulls his long lanes faster and faster and faster.
Stares at me steadily smiling. Only now and then a quiet moan reveals his inner lust. I slowly slide towards him, get rid of his pants and kneel between his Legs. I push my left hand under his cracking butt and press my fingertips gently but definitely deep into its crack.
His smile is sewed briefly, he grunts, lifts his pelvis and pushes his splendor towards me. I take over his jerks with my right hand. Mine Egg Burn up when my hand wraps around this horny piece of meat and I am trying to blow out the brain immediately and without mercy, but I hold back. He feels my clear reaction and bites the lower lip.
I slowly lower my head and first start licking his eggs with a pointed tongue and then gradually turns over to suck it with pleasure. My counterpart puts my head back and closes my eyes. His moan becomes deeper, greedy. The smell mix of our sweaty body and my spit on his skin keeps up on me.
I put all my saliva together and glide with my tongue from the eggs over the contour of his thawed tail veins to the top and gently penetrate it into it with the tip of the tongue. He grunts again loudly, follows with the pelvis of the licking direction of my tongue and rears up. He grabs his cock and conducts his glans to my lips. I think the game likes and repeat the journey with my tongue a few more times until I finally sling my tongue around his glans and take it into me.
He takes the opportunity and encounters with his pelvis, wants to fuck me deeply in my throat but I turn back and take care of his plump glans for the time being. Suck, suck and lick greedily while I am raising the wanking speed with my right and my left push deeper into its ass. He whines in begging, I feel a first pumping of his spanking in my hand and that makes me raging. I fall on his twitching part and push myself deep on him.
It fills out my dripping mouth with ease and I feel his cocks press against my throat. I turn back, get a snorting air and ram his part again in my throat while I press my tongue massively against his shaft. His pelvis begins to twitch. I push the ring finger of my left hand deeper, feel his rosette Give in under the pressure and penetrate into his warm hole.
His moan turns into an unpainted horny snort. I let his tail briefly, but only to increase the work of my right again. Watch him hard from the tip to the eggs a few times and then devote me again sucking and licking his glans. Again I feel the pumping of his stiff.
He rears up, presses himself against me, his rosette cramps around my ring finger and I feel how he splashes his load into me with apparently infinite twitches. I escape a loud grunt when I put on for the first time, feel how his hot juice runs down my throat. I have to soften back, get a bit of air and then drink the second load of his salty horny milk. After all, his tension decreases and his tail slowly loses hardness while I suck the last drop out of it.
He sags together exhausted and puts on a relaxed smile. I sit down on the back seat again. Jerk off with my lusty stand and winking: “Your gym …” He licks himself over his lips and grins: “What you can rely on .. !”
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