In February I decided to go to Barcelona; cold season; few tourists. I was going to go to a fuck club that people kept telling me about: they fuck everywhere; even the bartenders sucked secretly, they told me...; on the plane there was a Stewart. A bombshell; an Arab? A Spaniard? I knew the answer when I saw his name on his badge: moktar; tall; a bit stocky; black beard; very black eyes; he was the kind of guy who excited me; and strangely enough, he was giving me strange looks... Being a seasoned and very expert slut, I got up to go to the toilet (so I was told) hoping (nothing ventured, nothing gained) to make a move on him; not really believing it, to tell the truth... then, at the airport, I knocked hard; I opened the door...and I saw fat Stewart enter as if nothing had happened; the guy unzipped his pants and pulled out a very thick cock; with a huge glans: SUCK ME!!; in my opinion the guy did this regularly; I sucked him for a good 15 minutes; he came a half-liter of apre and almost acid sperm (exellent taste) in my mouth; got dressed and left; the rest of the trip he was there as if nothing had happened...distributing coffee to the passengers with a commercial smile.2 days later, in the evening at the hotel, my buddy called me: how's the boyberry? Are you having fun? I obviously told him about the Stewart...and to my amazement he exclaimed: ah jle connais....je l'est sucer aussi.
