Instead, my life was filled with a strange collection of objects that didn’t belong together. Nothing ever seemed to turn out the way I intended. I ...figured this was going to be yet another amusing story about how I had bought a piece of junk to fulfill a fantasy. I stopped myself. There was no point in this line of thinking. I should see if my new artifact worked and then go about my life. It might at least inspire me to keep up on the correspondence that I complained about. I took a deep drink. I like how American men stick tongues in my ass. Russian men would slap me for it. Americans beg to do more.” Nikki walked past me and dropped two little blue pills on the counter before dropping her towel and leaning her naked body on the shoulder of Victor and looking at me. “I like making men cum. I made Victor cum so much from very young age all through University. He now can hardly fuck though because of a cancer. It is true reason why we had to come to America. Next week, he sees. With my hand on his ass, I helped him fuck me. I loved the way he was moving his cock in my wet pussy. Then he pulled out his cock, took off that condom, and came near my boobs. Holding the condom in one hand, he was stroking his cock above my boobs with his other hand. “Cum on my boobs,” I said as I touched and fondled his balls. “Ah…” with moan he shot his cum all over my boobs. Some landed on my bed sheets too. “I licked the cum from my boobs with my finger,” he lied down next to me. After. “I’m ready when you are,” I announced.“Climb when ready,” she replied, a little deflated.I realised that my earlier inactions had taken the wind out of her sails but I firmly intended to put it back in.I set off on the final pitch of our climb. It was a relatively easy climb to the summit for an E4 grade, with a few good handholds on the way up to the chimney which I scuttled up with no problems. I wondered how Melissa would cope with the manoeuvre with her bare bum scraping the rocks on one.