Syrian Arab daddy in the sauna ????

He was in the shower when I saw him. Syrian, probably mid-40s, with a thick black beard. A real Muslim vibe. His cock was circumcised, maybe 15/16 cm, not huge, but the kind you want to taste. He caught me looking. Didn’t look away. Just kept washing himself slowly, letting me stare. There was something so natural about it. No rush. No shame. After a few minutes, he stepped out, walked straight over to me and stood close. Our eyes met again. He didn’t say a word, just gave me a look like he already knew what I wanted. And he was right. I asked him if he wanted to go to the cabin. He nodded, still silent. When the door closed behind us, he lay down on the bench, spread his legs slightly, and just waited for me. I dropped to my stomach, took him in my mouth slowly. That quiet, dominant energy started to break. I could feel him losing control. Within a few minutes, he came... his hot, thick Arab juice right on my lips. I looked up at him. He still hadn’t said a word. Just smiled.