About halfway through, a guy got out of his car and walked towards the tennis courts, where I was.Īs he approached, he looked so promising. So this time, I wasn't there for anything other than kicking back on a beautiful day with what would turn out to be a fair cigar at best. After about 10 minutes, he pulled back, zipped up and walked away. Yet my skill and enthusiasm wasn't enough. The cock was ripe, but that did not detract me. He went back into that abandoned tennis court and before I could get in there, his formidable cock was already out. A guy came to my car and asked me to follow him. The week before, I was there just to cruise. IF I could get laid in the meantime, so be it. Actually, what I wanted was a place to smoke a cigar without any interruption of anyone bothering me about it. It got to the point I didn't make a point of going. Actually, I've returned several times, almost all without any type of success.
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