It’s a really rough place, even if the sea is calm. Sylvie’s white dress had become transparent, highlighting every detail of her figure. No one could ignore the nakedness of her little pussy anymore. To maintain her balance, Sylvie had to spread her legs, allowing the men to see her little pussy several times. We were also supposed to walk along all these terraces. “Relax, you’re going to have a wild night, you big voyeur.”
The evening continued in a heated atmosphere. It was rocking so much that it didn’t give us time to get sick, our minds busy trying to keep our balance. As soon as we left the harbor, the boat became a nutshell tossed by the waves. The male passengers stared at her. In the middle of a summer day, we decided to go to Porquerolles. Sylvie’s swimsuit was still damp before we left and was going to soak her light dress.
