Where is my yacht? (Patreon)

"Fucking sun" thought Jeff holding hand to forehead while squinting, shading eyes, trying to locate his yacht in the distance. Hot sun bounced off a flat sea and baked bare shoulders and back of Jeff's smooth skin. "Damn, can't see a thing" Jeff sighed, turning his head back and forth, shielding against sunlight while long hair on ponytail swung from side to side touching upper half of his back.

"Stupid hair" thought Jeff while placing the other free hand on ponytail and accidentally touching soft breasts encased in the black bikini top.

- Ugh... fuck! - moaned Jeff looking down after that feeling of touching female boob and realizing that his legs were shaking again, making it hard to stand properly. - Phew, fuck... - panted Jeff slowly moving both hands from the forehead to lower, trying not to touch his breasts. "Now I'm understand why she always horny..." - thought Jeff walking unsteadily along beach and still looking for the yacht. "... all this sensitive and fucking heavy boobs. I'll never agree again on changing bodies in sex games".

Jeff tried not to think about Maria, the Russian escort with whom he made some agreement to change into each other's bodies at this nignt's party, is probably already sailed away using his yacht and pretended to be "Mr. Jeffrey Wilkson", a young billionaire and a member of the board of directors of his father's shipping company. Jeff wake up not long time ago in Maria's body lying on the bed of beach house and totally confused, having no idea where was Maria why he still in her body. Than he faster going out to search Maria and realized that his yacht which must be just next to beach house was gone too.