My gorgeous friend Cara Mella was in town from Germany, and I was eager to make her feel at home with an authentic German tasting. “I’m so excited already,” she said when she got to my place, though she chuckled at some of my choices. I don’t see any bratwurst.” I actually had some sausage for her, but first I wanted to show her the traditional German dance I’d learned. “That was kinda cute,” she said, “but I’m getting a little hungry now, and you say you have some bratwurst here, so…” Cara was not lying about being hungry. “That’s a nice bratwurst,” she giggled with a lick. Even without any sauerkraut, she made a feast of my American meat stick. “It tastes so good!” Good enough for Cara to get totally naked and climb onto the couch with, me where she wrapped her feet around my cock. She showed me how foot fetishists get freaky in Frankfurt, gliding me between a couple pedicured toes and her perfect soles. “You like that?” Then she hopped onto my pole for a
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