Martin Malek was standing in front of a restaurant and tried to lure people in to have a lunch. That was his job, and he wasn’t particularly good at it. Or maybe I wasn’t hungry enough. Martin was much more interesting than the place he tried to promote.
Even under his winter clothes, I could see his muscular body. He was a lifter. Luckily, I convinced Martin that he would make more money with me than in his job. We moved to my place, where I enjoyed the view at his fit body and massive dong at Czech Hunter.
It almost looked like he was into me. I had to pay him, of course, but Martin had fun stroking and sucking my boner. He was a bit hesitant about putting it in his ass and wanted to fuck me instead. That was interesting…in the end we found a nice middle ground and fucked each other.