It does. And quickly too.

Frank cruised down the channel, enjoying the view of Amanda's ripe body as she lounged at the back of the boat. He smiled as she drained one glass and with a giggle, poured another.

"I don't normally drink too much, but daiquiris on the water are impossible to resist!"

"Don't forget the margaritas," Frank chuckled, pouring himself one.

"Oh! Are you trying to get me tipsy and take advantage of me Mr. Castillo?" she asked teasingly, posing for him.

"Does getting you tipsy give me a shot?" he chuckled.

"Mmmm...possibly..." she purred, stretching. "A boat, a sunny day, a few drinks, a handsome man..."

"And an utterly captivating young woman," he smiled.

"Mmmm...a fatal combination. Who knows what could happen to a poor young girl...out here all alone..." she murmured, undoing her top and holding teasingly in front of her ripe tits.

"You never know what could happen," he growled, stopping the engine and letting the anchor out. She smiled at him, peeling down her bikini bottoms and turning to show him her rump.

"See anything you like?" she murmured.