." as I continued to jerk off like a wild man, before suddenly, I heard steps. I looked to my right and there was this young guy, a few years younger...than me, watching me salivating with my oozing cock in my hand as plain as day. He simply stood there, amazed, as I could only quickly place my throbbing cock back in my jeans. I whipped the excess pre-cum from my mouth and tried to formulate what I could possibly say to this stranger who was watching me masturbate shamelessly at a bus stop. . I just kept quiet and went inside the darkroom. It was a bit larger than other changing rooms. I gave her some hand gestures asking what she was doing.She laughed and said, “Just keep quiet and enjoy. I am doing this to make you comfortable to watch your sister with another guy.” She started stripping one by one and I sat there dumbfounded watching her.She completely removed every piece of cloth from her body. Standing nude giving me a view of her divine figure once again. Each time I saw her,. Then I called the company that we bought windmills from and ordered a dozen for starters, also to be delivered to Miami. The company we bought chain link fencing from was my last call from the plane. When I hung up, they were already working to put my order together.The first thing I did was meet with an expectant Carlos, along with Ramón and Dad. “You probably heard already that I was just in Cuba,” I began, getting nods of affirmation.“What I’m about to tell you must remain between us or it. Come and meet Mistress.”She climbed out of my lap and led me, by my smooth and erect cock, down a long corridor. As we approached a set of double doors at the end of the corridor, I could hear voices and noises, although muffled. Nhung knocked on the door and we waited. After a few seconds, the door was opened by another young girl who was the spitting image of Nhung – the only differences being that this girl was wearing a white leather collar – and a strap-on, the cock of which was.