Beauty queen Lisa Opie and I have a classic synergistic relationship going on. She likes to strip down to her tiny little stripety bikinis on the beach and roll around, prance, and pose with her booty in the air. For my part, I like to recline my La-Z-Boy and sip slowly on a vegan malt liquor and make squeaky animal sounds. It seems to be working out perfectly, with supplier and ogler existing in perfect natural harmony.
I have to admit, Lisa might be doing most of the work. Her stellar bikini body just looks good in and out of everything she dons along the shore in Miami, willing all men within peeking distance to peek away. Go on, she won't bite. Unless you're the luckiest man in the world. Enjoy.