Boob Cruise Paradise Pt. 3

Scene infos

• Date :

  Friday 23rd of January 2015

• Title :

  Boob Cruise Paradise Pt. 3

• Website :

  www.pornmegaload.com, www.scoreland.com

• Studio :

  The Score Group

• Duration :

  00:39

• Tags :

  Big tits

• ---

• Description :

  What did it mean to sail on the Boob Cruise? It meant staggering to bed every night at four a.m. and waking up two hours later for another day of action and a new island. It meant eating at a busy table of busty shipmates where there is never a silent moment. It meant dancing with a scantily-clad girl who laughed when her big tits fell out of her dress…. It meant looking at a pure black sky and noticing the stars like never before. It meant the heady scent of suntan lotion and sweat emanating from suntanned girl-flesh. It meant living in your own separate world, and whatever was happening back home, well, that didn't matter. The ship was the world. This ship, the Star Clipper, sailed to Anguilla, Prickly Pear Island, St. Maarten, Tortola, Virgin Gorda and other islands that most people know about only from travel magazines and television. This leg of Boob Cruise Paradise kicks off with the morning aerobics class on deck. This daily workout was open to everyone although most of the guys were still sleeping off the previous night or on their second cup of coffee. A few were on the sidelines watching the big beautiful show as the girls in their skimpy gym clothes moved in unison. Morning and early afternoon photo shoots were the order of the day, both on the deck and on Virgin Gorda. The evening was for dinner followed by strip shows performed by the greatest exotic dancers and then climaxing with partying all over the ship until early morning. The booze and the boobs flowed freely. Wrote Chuck, returning passenger and the ship's log master that year, "To be appropriately blunt, and from talking to the guys, I think I speak for everyone who went on Boob Cruise '98, the only bad thing about this entire week is leaving! I swear, if somebody were to handcuff all of the passengers and girls to the ship and hand me the key, I'd toss it overboard!" "I tell everyone that Boob Cruise '98 was the wildest week of my life," recalled passenger P.R. "And that includes innumerable Mardi Gras, fraternity parties, bachelor parties and other parties. I came for the women, and they were everything I thought they'd be and more, but I also enjoyed my stay due to the great guys I met on the Cruise, the SCORE staff and the whole sailing experience!" See