Her blonde hair was cut short for easy maintenance on the boat. Milf sex Lots of possibilities. There were three souls aboard: an older man, probably 50; the 20-year-old guy and a smoking hot twat, also in her 20s. As the day progressed, the wind picked up speed and changed direction. Christie seemed to take an interest in me. In another hour or so, I could finally see land ahead. I wondered if the raffle town had been busted yet. Visions of all my recent lovers flashed through my mind. Visions of all my recent lovers flashed through my mind. Was I right, or what?” I could just moan in agreement. We made introductions. I didn’t last long. I continued to ride out the storm, still headed towards land. I pulled up a few of my weather apps and saw that a serious storm front was headed my way. I was still several miles offshore but the storm was abating. We shouldn’t be alone here like this.” “Nonsense, Sailor. We shouldn’t be alone here like this.” “Nonsense, Sailor. Her
