Saying good bye to Cuba

A group of Cubans desert their island on their way to Miami. In the middle of their arduous journey, one of the Cubans (the oldest one) suffers a major heart attack and as a last wish asks for a flag to say good-bye to his dearest Cuba.

Having abandoned everything in Havana, the other Cubans search desperately in their boat to find something that will resemble a flag of their country…a T-shirt, a handkerchief…anything.

Almost ready to abandon all hope, a 20-year-old girl interrupts their desperate search to offer a tattoo of the flag that is inscribed on the left cheek of her buttocks.

The young girl pulls down her shorts and slowly lowers her underwear showing the Cuban flag on a beautifully shaped, tanned buttock cheek. She approaches the dying man and sticks her ass right on his face.

The old man caresses the “flag,” grabs the cheek with both hands and starts kissing the flag with great passion, saying, “My dear Cuba, I say good-bye to you with great sadness. My land, my flag, Havana…I will miss you so.”

After going on for almost 15 minutes non-stop, he says to the girl, “Now, Chica, turn around, por favor. I want to kiss Castro good-bye!”