Mark had had a great time cruising naked in the woods. He had sucked a few cocks dry and been fucked twice. Now it was time to get cleaned up, dressed and drive home. This is where he left his rucsac with his clothes & car keys, wasn’t it?
Yes, this was the spot. Definitely, but his rucsac wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
Oh fuck, said Mark, as he remembered seeing a guy walking past with a rucsac like his. Except, it wasn’t like his. It actually was his.
How the fuck was he going to get home now? Fuckkkkk
sal ganuth 
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