A intimate yacht on Biscayne Bay. A sunny South Florida afternoon. Blonde bombshell Billi Bardot is dressed to kill in a swimsuit that is being stretched to the max by her large, fake love muffins. It is astonishing that this woman is Fourty one years aged and has kids; her body is that wonderful.
The youthful deckmate, Oliver, the fresh petticoat chaser, has taken notice. It’s his 1st day on the job. Billi’s looking for her spouse, but that dude is nowhere to be detected. What the bonk, did this chab go overboard?
“I guess I can use u for something,” this babe tells him.
“Yeah, anything,” that woman chaser says, checking her out as this babe walks away and bows over, ‘cuz in addition to those milk shakes, Billi’s got gazoo, likewise.
“What did u have in mind?” he says.
“I need u to rub in some of this oil,” she says, asking for assist with untying her bathing dress.
Looks love Oliver’s intend to have enjoyment his new job.
“My husband’s not here,” Billi says. “This is what I do on my boat when this chab is not around.”
Oliver’s not so sure about that. That woman chaser wishes to keep his job. But he quickly receives into the swing of things, spraying greasy oil onto Billi’s now-totally stripped body and rubbing it in. She might have noticed that this chab was appreciating this also much if merely she was not savouring it so much.
And that is how deckmate turns into dickmate. They bonk on the deck, in full check out of anyone who might pass by. Is that what Billi does on her boat when her husband’s not around?