The Serbian repair man

Last week my dish washer broke down and started to leak water out on the floor. After contacting the concergier I had an appointment with a repair man to come and fix it. It was over 30.C on Thursday and even hotter inside that day and the repair man finally showed up. I was just in shorts and a tank top and sweaty and the big man in his 50´s came through the door. About 2 meters tall and at least 140 kilos. He was sweaty as well I can tell in his worn T-shirt. Serbian who hardly spoke german or english so the conversation was nothing. I showed him the problem and explained in every language but I think he really knew what he was doing without speaking. He pulled out the dish washer and went down on his knees the check the problem. OK, I have to admit that I love furry guys and this guy had an amazing fur collar and hairy out to the fingers and I immediately got a hard on thinking on how hairy his back was that I´ve spotted when the T-shirt came up from his crack when he was on his knees. I offered him some water and he stood up close to me rubbing his belly and said thank you. I coudn´t hide my hardon at this point and feeling his sweaty scent was to much. His arms were like my thighs! I turned into a stupid blond at this point and all I ever wanted was to go down on my knees. But I kept holding myself even if I think it was rather obvious. After he was done and the dish washer was in place he stareted to massage his shoulders and I said that I can help him out with that . He didn´t understand but I have skillful hands and turned him around. He immediately started grunting standing there in the kitchen so I led him to my bedroom and asked him to take the T-shirt off and put him on the bed. That fur covered back was to die for! I massaged him, sitting on top over him. He loosened his pants and I helped him to pull them down and the hairiest ass I´ve ever seen occured. I love hairy asses and started to focus on that with my hands, more grunting from him and I couldnt hold myself starting licking and biting his ass getting closer to his hole. Then he flipped around and revealed his hardon, A beercan cock! Just the size and lenght. He foreced my head down on it and I started to suck it the best way I could. Then he moved up on the floor dragged me with one hand down on the floor, who could say no to that? So I was on my knees, started to licking his big, sweaty hairy balls and his crotch and I tried the best I could to run my fingers through his hairy chest. Then he took his both hands head forcing me to suck him. It took about 2 minutes and with a growl he shot his load down my shoking throat. He stood up, took on his clothes and in bad german said that he will be back. I would love to. I guess I have to break the dish washer again quite soon. I am a cock slut, I love to suck and that man was a dream since I have a thing for hairy and big guys. I usually prefer middle east and turkish guys but this serbian man was really something .