Baignets, boissons fraches! shouted the girl as she walked the beach in the afternoon selling goodies and drinks. Being in the south of France she was not wearing a bikini top and as I watched people buying I saw Boyo go up and join the queue. I grabbed a purse, leaped up and sauntered over to join the queue behind Boyo, thinking this was my opportunity to get to know him.
Good looking buns, I said to him (no double entendre here). He pulled his eyes away from the ample chest of the good looking girl ..more.
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This post was written by admin on February 6, 2012

