Consegui pija y leche de turro en el super

I went to the supermarket to look for something very specific that I didn't find in the end. And since I was there, I went to the bathroom to see if I could get something that I always find but always want more. I entered and there was a skinny guy peeing in the last urinal. I put myself at a distance (although we were only two, there were 7 more urinals for peeing). I never heard him pee, and it cost me to get out even the smallest stream of what little I had left to go. Yes, very discreetly, he was massaging his cock. I looked, I looked... I made a gesture to get into a stall, and I sent him a hand... Beautiful cock, already sleepy, was heavy and overflowed beyond my palm. I wanted to get into a stall, but he went out like for the exit. I thought he's scared or just wants masturbation or it didn't work out in the end... but no: he was going to the end of the bathroom to see if someone was coming. Fine cock and left me at my mercy. I caught him like it was the major prize! He sucked it quietly, but grabbed my head and said TODA and sent it deep. Even his balls got into my mouth! And that wasn't even a precise man. I felt like a champion because that's what I was looking for, and besides, that cock was excellent. The guy was wearing jogging pants, a football jacket cut off, a bag like a training bag, and had tattoos that could be ventured not to have been made in a tattoo shop, although maybe in a place locked... That way he kept giving me cock, stopping a couple of times with pretence that someone was coming, which were false alarms, and after each one I would offer you your tremendous cock again, already boner, venous, well generous... A movie cock! The guy went crazy like he sucked it all the way down. I felt his little head passing through my throat. In one of those pretences, when he checked again that it was a false alarm, he didn't offer it to me again, stayed locked in his urinal. I wanted to get closer and asked if there was room. Out of doubt, I said no (although I live at... two blocks, only). It lets me grab it and asks for the cum. But the skinny one grabs, and starts storing away the cock and adjusting the clothes. I take off my jogging pants, showing him the hole, as if he were going to grab a trip and give me a touch, and I get a touch on the ass, but he finished adjusting everything and left. I'm left with all the desire for that very turd!!
For the doubts I got into a stall, thinking it was because someone came in. But I didn't hear anything weird. After some prudent seconds, I left, expecting him to come back, but no, he didn't return. I thought maybe he could be in the washbasins, but no, not even a trace. When I got out, I couldn't even see him in the long corridor of cash registers that separates the bathroom from the entrance. He couldn't have left THAT quickly, I thought. It occurred to me at one point to go back to the bathroom, thinking he might have gotten into another stall, when suddenly I see him looking at things on display a little before the exit. I pass by, look at him very discreetly, and as I'm leaving, I notice he's going in the opposite direction. As I leave, I grab for my side, but he goes to the other side. I wasn't going to leave without his cum, I had earned it!
I'll get it, I had slowed down to light up already outside the supermarket's property. He tells me he was around because he was trying out in a nearby club, but that one was from Flores. More mice lit up than the ones I already had burning! I ate the cock of a goal-scorer project! I took the shot. I have time here for another half hour at two blocks away, if you want come and we'll finish it. Luckily I caught a ride!
Just as we entered my apt the skinny guy was already taking off his jogging suit to go back on. Si pa, give me cock! I said, and I grabbed that cock from above the fair but impeccable boxer shorts he had on. It was just a few kisses, I couldn't take it anymore without going back in her mouth! I sent it all the way down, and it seems like the tranquility of my home turned him into a stud. TODA! TODA! OPEN YOUR MOUTH WIDE! he was saying, and I sent it all the way to his balls full!!! I adjusted my head to his liking. I was almost violating her mouth!! Arcs full, but I got them because that tremendous cock and that marked and very morbid male deserved it! He gave me cock with his mouth from the side for a while, then he lay down on the bed on his back with his head hanging and grabbed my throat like it was the most open asshole of the cheapest slut! Without the slightest veil of pity! I made him drool and cry full! He gave me cock in the mouth like he didn't want to ask for several days. After a good blow job, he lay down on my bed with his joggers around his ankles, and asked me and licked his balls, softly. Like he was sighing with my ball soup! He asked me to alternate between sucking cock and eating head, and I just ate her little head. TODA, TODA EAT IT he said, and I went back down on it. That way for a good while. I wonder if by inertia do you want the cum. My response was obvious, but it seemed like he didn't expect it. Seriously? But are you going to take it all? I BROUGHT YOU HERE TO TAKE IT ALL. IF NOT, I'D LET YOU LEAVE. Ah, then the stud transformed. He stood up, asked me to kneel in front of me. I grabbed his cheeks, sent the cock all the way down and started pounding his esophagus with fury. He didn't let me breathe almost! I looked at him as well as I could and he had an intense gaze. A couple of minutes like that until he pushed my head back onto the bed. Suck my balls and when you say open your mouth wide. You said you were going to take it, right? If dad, give me the cum! What do you want, prick? Give me all the cum in the mouth, I'm asking for it, prick! Give it to me, dad, all in the mouth, that's what I want most... OPEN YOUR MOUTH, GIVE IT TO ME!
I'm taking a shower with my geta and Waska's lips! And I've got a huge load on top! Very few of the original milkers came to my mouth, but those that were left outside pushed me with the cock where they should go. I wanted to clean it well with my mouth (like every true petero must do), but it won't let me. It went into the bathroom to sanitize itself.
He left, since I had training at that moment. We spent numbers and promised to come back this same week to break my ass. 'You're going to get it, aren't you?'

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