After reading some naughty erotica in the sun, I decide to venture below deck to tend to myself. It’s then that I see Brett, the hot harbormaster, walking past the window as he inspects the newest vessels. I invite him in for a drink, and I’m keen to show him I’m not wearing panties. The book I’m reading features a different kind of sex, and now it’s all I can think about.
Take me, Brett. I want to feel you burst!