It was already late afternoon and getting slightly dark.I decided to take a coffee and then return home. A cute coffee shop attracted me and I stepped...in. A lot of cute girls were in and sitting, drinking, chatting and simply hanging around and dressed like horny slut whores.Miniskirt – High Heels / Pumps, naked legs and only a small bra … several in fishnet stockings. I've got a free place at the bar, ordered a coffee, smoked a cigarette and a horny slut started to stick to me.Well, bla bla. He had a look of complete adoration on his face, and deep down I had a great desire to please him. I ran my hands to the buttons of my top, and slowly began to undo them, top to bottom. After I had unclasped the last one, I tucked my fingers under the seam, and ran them upwards. Wanting to tease him a bit more, I slid my hands under the material to fondle my breasts, still covered by the fabric. After caressing myself for a while, I asked, "You want to see, don't you?"My son, the man of few. We would do this until he would finally cum. But the second day everything changed. He started doing other things to me. Things he had never done before. As we were watching TV he asked me to take off my clothes, and lay on the couch with my head in his lap. He asked this quite often so I did not find this strange. I noticed that he had this thing that looked like his penis, but it was pink. “I think you are ready sweet pea,” he told me, and that he had bought this dildo and wanted to use it on. "Cindy answered him, "I have kept all of the papers. Things were happening here at home at the same time and you will be interested to put the two together." We arrived in Cuba on June 22 and were unloaded at Siboney, immediately heading toward Santiago. We came against a Spanish force at some place called Las Guasimas two days later, taking wounded and losing eight men. Our troops were coming down with fevers as we headed for Santiago."We reached the base of the hills overlooking Santiago on.