He said I should cover my shoulders to keep from burning more. I said ok and threw my towel over them. He asked if I was thirsty, I said I was fine th...ank you. He said he lived a couple of floors up,and if I wanted, I could come up any time. I said ok and told him I had to go. I went back to the apartment, showered and flipped through the channels on the t.v. Bored I went out again. I checked out the other building to see what was there. Coming back I stopped by the pool to see who might be. And can we talk about this some other time? Or some other place?” asked Carrie. “Oh fine,” said Rika with a grin. “Later.” The conversation moved on to other topics, such as Carrie’s plans to major in finance in college the following year. They tried the outside pool but found it only lukewarm, and about an hour and a half later returned to Rika’s house. Rika prepared Oden for dinner [a type of Japanese stew]. Carrie felt rather tired and changed into pajamas. Now Hiro was a very gentle,. The only sympathy she got was a Gallic shrug. At the top, she made for the storage shed. ‘No tengo reemplazo para su tipo.’ The local jobsworth told Mog he didn’t have any skis suitable for her. She tried to convince him, in her best Spanish, that she needed just to borrow a set of skis to get her through her first morning. She would be able to return them as soon as she got herself sorted out back down at the shop, where she had hired the doomed originals. ‘No tengo reemplazo,’ was his final. . SHIT!"It was not all that clear for her what exactly was going on down there. But it felt as if, under gravity's pull, his knuckles were slowly swallowed by her fat labia like in quicksand. Next, something that couldn't be anything else but his middle finger got deployed, poking into her. Using the knuckles as extra support to carry her weight, Shaq then started finger-fucking the Russian. Like a small but very rigid dick, his digit stimulated all the right spots inside her.At least SOMETHING.