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I didn’t want anything more than 2 hours ago. Now I suddenly came over with doubts. A quiet draft stroked my bare back and tore me out of my thoughts. The fragrance of the awakening nature surrounded me.
Countless plants competed in spring with sweet scents in the hope that their pollen would be carried out. Slowly I sank back into my thoughts, 2 hours back where it all started.
I left the house with my dog Rudy in a good mood. It was still early in the morning. The scent of spring got into my nose and made me almost euphoric.
Far too long, and winter was far too dark. Rudy was also exchanged. Actually, the 8-year-old males couldn’t upset anything, no sound, no fragrance. But Rudy did not leave the awakening of nature cold either.
He hopped like a rabbit next to me towards the car. I hadn’t completely opened the Combi tailgate, when Rudy jumped into the trunk and looked at me expectantly. “Now let’s go my big one!”I said to him and closed the tailgate. 10 minutes later I turned from the country road to a small forest parking lot.
Just as the male had jumped into the car, full of enthusiasm and zest for action, so he jumped out again. He sniffed curiously with a high -lifted head. Rudy waited a good time until I had locked the Combi and gave him the sign to leave. Then he stormed towards the forest path, the nose a few millimeters above the ground.
I strolled away from the male. Why couldn’t it always be spring, I thought with myself. After a few minutes, Rudy was interested in his head, stopped and sniffed. I didn’t think anything about it.
Who knows what a dog can smell. After 2 more steps I saw what Rudy’s curiosity had aroused. On a shady bench it saw a very light man with gray, short hair. The thickness stared at Rudy, completely motionless.
“Never fix a dog with his eyes – he could completely misunderstand!“I cried towards the fat senior who had probably already crossed the 70. The pensioner’s head shot in my direction. “So you take the dog on a leash!“He called evil. I did not give him an answer, but only snapped with my fingers.
Like that as he had learned, Rudy came to me, sat down in front of me and let his leash put on. The thickness now got upper water because it called. “Completely irresponsible from them! To let such a dog run free!”. “You can let such a dog run freely,” I snorted back.
So it was time again, I went through my head. People were simply too superficial, in contrast to animals. They don’t bother on the outside, they judge their counterpart with completely different standards. The first thing the thickness saw a minute ago was a freewheeling pittbull, a male added.
Conclusion of 99% of people – Pittbull equally dangerous. Pittbull male the same amount in blood rush. And then I also come. 1.80 meters tall, far from slim, tattooed arms and hardly any hair on the head.
So what do 99% of people think? A criminal with a fighting dog. Well, neither I correspond to the cliché, nor my dog. I took a deep breath again, then I said in a quiet voice. “I can understand her.
The press is full of horror reports about the oh so bad fighting dogs. But believe me. There are no combat dogs, or in other words. You can also make a combat dog out of a dachshund.
All one question of education “. The thick senior now looked at his feet demonstratively. I briefly decided next to him, with the words “I’m so free”, on the bench Place. “You know, I grew up with dogs,” I started.
The thickness next to me only looked at me with big eyes. “My grandpa was breeder, Dobermann. And that, well they were really not without. I believed for a long time that lying on the breed.
But that’s not true. The dogs were just brought up, with violence. And then every dog bites everything that moves. You don’t have to be a dog connoisseur for that, every fool can!”.
The pensioner thought about it for a while, then he replied. “And what do you want to tell me about it?”. “Well, easy. If you give a dog what it needs, and that is sufficient movement, upbringing and rules, and affection – and exactly in the order, then a dog is the best friend you can wish for.
I know sounds very triggers, but it is actually true “. With me and my mission, the clarification of the ignorant, very satisfied, I leaned back relaxed. The pensioner first watched me suspiciously, then Rudy. The male had now made itself comfortable at my feet and snored quietly.
The eyes of the senior now wandered back to me and stayed on my arms. After a minute I said. “Oh yes, something else. Not every tattooed is an assi.
So I am not one, and I didn’t let myself be tattooed either in jail “. So mission two was now successfully fulfilled.
I just stayed sitting, just as the thickness was just sitting next to me. Nobody said a word.
I looked at the feet of the senior who were in extremely expensive sandals. One thing was certain that the accurately shortened nails were not his work, but he paid regular money. The scent was also striking that the spring air was worn to my nose. It wasn’t the muff of moth balls or cheap razor.
This fragrance was out of a perfumery and it was definitely not cheap, and it fit perfectly with the well -kept pensioner. The bare legs that protruded from the short trousers were fleshy and slightly browned. They weren’t too hairy, rather a fluff. “I have dirty feet?“I suddenly heard the thick next to me.
“No, not with Lebe. Your feet are strikingly well -groomed – you can see rarely. Hui at the top and at the bottom you know yes!”I honestly replied. The senior nodded and gave back.
“I fully agree with them. So it is important to me that the feet are neat!”. We were silent again until the thickness started. “I have to tell you young man, you smell very well – if I can say that!?”.
“You are allowed, it’s a nice compliment!”I replied. In the meantime I was quite sure that the obesity next to me had this look. This look of the revealed that you have a sexual interest in the same gender. As always, I was torn back and forth.
It was not the first time, that such a much older man excited me. And that was exactly my problem. Not the fact that it was a man, I had accepted my bisexuality very early on for myself. It was the age.
This man would have mine Father could be. Somehow that irritated me. While my head was still thinking, mine pulsed tail Happy in the pants and wanted to get out. My nipples itched with lust and wanted to be sucked by the greedy mouth of the fat one.
Even my plump ass cheeks would have had no objection if the pensioner had loved them. If his sausage fingers had gently pulled her apart to spoil the rosy opening with her tongue. I could literally feel his cock in my mouth, warm and moist. It was one or more embarrassing in my mind to be able to sink completely into thought and to pronounce the intended loud.
Without wanting it, a sighing “I am so horny” went over my lips. I was startled when I realized that it had happened to me again. The eyes of the thick next to me were torn open. “Oh!” I said.
“That slipped out of me!”. In order to relax the situation, I hit my mouth with my flat hand. The old one next to me leaned back, looked into nowhere and replied. “Yes – I’m horny too!”.
At first I was not sure if the pensioner wanted to hug me. When I felt his warm hand between my legs, it was clear to me that he was serious.
In no time in no time I had shipped Rudy in the Combi and hurried back to the fat one. This had now disappeared in the agreed point in the undergrowth and received me completely naked. He was wonderful thick.
Everything about it was plump and round, bacon and fat where the eye looked at. The senior had huge bacon breasts with huge nipples. A hairy hill was fleshed out under his fat wamp. For such a fat man, he had a huge cock – and he wasn’t even really stiff.
I hectically tore my clothes off my body and stood in front of him. His hands immediately took possession of my body. Excited he stroked my chubby shapes. Be thick tail was now completely stiff and twitched wet in my hand.
I knelt in front of him and wanted to take the penis of fat deep into my mouth. There were these thoughts again that it was strange to do it with such an old man. Even seconds ago I just wanted the damp tail of the thick pensioner suck, No thought that it could be wrong. And now that.
I looked at the stiff member in front of him kneeling.
It was really magnificent. The foreskin shone. I didn’t care how old he might be, this cock had to go deep into my mouth, that much was certain. I enjoyed the cock of the fats into my mouth.
He tasted wonderful, a little salty from sweat. His skirmish hair smelled slightly of urine. I imagined what a nice sight it had to be when this thick cock gave up its golden juice. I would like to take the still dripping link in my mouth afterwards.
He carefully pulled his cock out of my mouth, came down to me and pressed me into the grass. “I want to blow you too,” moaned the fat. I gently turned him on my back, climbed over him, put my cock in his greedy mouth, leaned me between his plump legs and sucked him again. Rhythmically I fucked him in his mouth, which he acknowledged.
His hands packed my thick ass and led him over his face. His sausage fingers pushed my ass cheeks apart and his warm tongue penetrated deep into me. My fingers now played on his asshole. The fragrance that came between his plump ass cheeks was fantastic.
I wanted this hole that licked by these incredible fat masses. I put it right, spread his legs, stuck my head in between, my hands pushed the fat ass cheeks aside. On my chin I felt the plump sack of the old one. Deep put my tongue in his cunt.
In this position he no longer came into my hole with his. For that he pushed his thick index finger in my ass and fucked me with it. His middle finger followed immediately afterwards. I jumped up full of lust, sat on him and introduced his stiff cock into my cunt with my hand behind my back.
This thick strap was exactly my taste. When I fucked him, he kneaded my breasts. The fat bag under me groaned and swelled like a piglet, but it had endurance. So I liked it, it gave me the opportunity to blow up the tail, which was still in my ass.
He was now groaning more violently, he grunted. His juice poured warm in my mouth. I left his cock in my mouth until he started shrinking. Without that sperm To swallow I said to him, lay on my back.
“Come on, you riding me horny sow!”. He didn’t let it say it twice, climbed over me and I put my dick in his cunt. Everything was wobbling and wobbling when he rode me. I pulled him down to smell at his welding wet armpits.
The fat smells wonderful. The fragrance of fresh armpit sweat has an intoxicating effect on me. I still snorted his sperm in my mouth violently. When I sprayed my seed in the ass, I swallowed the juice of the fat senior with relish.
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