I came to Germany few months back. First month was very boring as Germany is very silent place when compared to India and Sundays were much more borin... as almost everything will be closed.Cooking was very new to me, so I started learning cooking. After one few months one of my friend’s colleague arrived to Germany since she was also coming outside of India time for the first time it was a kind of adventure and freedom for both of us. We both soon became good friends and started moving together. Dan noticed her interest and let her slip from his grasp. “Is he your next fuck?”“Possibly, I won’t know unless I try. I love you.” she kissed him and swam in his direction. She gathered a floating air mattress and managed to climb onto it on her back. She used her hands to paddle and steer towards him.Dan stepped from the pool and began to towel off, standing about six feet from the other woman, she couldn’t help looking at the natural hang of his cock. He stole glances admiring her naked. “God, I don’t even know what I’m talking about. Anyway, just cooperate with her. Then, well then, maybe we can put this behind us and get on with the business of getting on. Okay?” he said. “Okay, Mister Carter,” she said. “Good,” he said. Well, at least he hadn’t thrown her under the bus, blame the little nymphet. And it was apparently a onetime deal, a spur of the moment thing, as he’d said. Stacey Carter was more a less satisfied that she didn’t have to worry about him becoming a serial. Dad grinned, shaking his head back and forth.“Come on dad—everybody gotta learn, right ? It'll be just like driving my jeep—just more gears”. Dad still resisted, and I still kept rubbing on my now fully boned cock, slumping down in my seat. “Dad—it's a thousand miles of straight, flat road---how easy could it be”? Finally he gave in, and I liked to have blown a nut right there. I kicked off my flip flops, and grabbed the Caterpillars. If I was gonna drive a big truck, then I had to look the.