A businessman I think...at least that's what he said as we parked at a rest area near my home so I could go to the bathroom. Actuallythere were two po...t-a-pottys beside a fence that surrounded the small area of tables and benches. I went into the nearest one and began pissing. Then I heard a voice say, "Hey! Let me in. I've gotta go too!" I knew it was him so I unlatched the door and he came in and closed it again. It was crowded in there and he quickly unzipped his pants and took out his cock.. The shorter, wider one – the thumb? – began to caress the center of Heathyr’s mound, causing the investigator’s nipples to harden. Heathyr moaned, her head thrown back and her long, blonde hair falling behind her.“I don’t see anything there. But, from what I can see…it’s either a woman’s hand…or a young man.” She watched further as the invisible thumb continued to caress her hard nubbin. Then the young camera operator was distracted when she felt a hand on her boob. In surprise, she dropped the. Charlene was never seen with Bjorn again. He used her in a way that satisfied both of them. She was on the arm of the rich and famous and both were sexually gratified. She also came away from the affair with some pocket change, lots of it. For Bjorn, it was another girl, just a one night stand with gorgeous woman.In the afternoon of the next day, Bjorn was off to his villa in Bora Bora. It was a long overnight flight in his private jet to Havana to refuel and meet Juanita. She would join him on. He did live very close and in five minutes we were both standing in his living room. I also learned that his name wasn't hulk, but Michael. He lived alone but kept his place in good order. 'You've got a nice nice place her man,' I said as he removed his heavy coat. 'Oh my God,' I thought he's getting bigger. He was wearing a t-shirt that was being stretched to it's limit by his enormous muscles. And there in his sweat pants you could clearly see the outline of his huge cock hanging half way.