If the world had more bartenders with mambos the size of Leanne Crow‘s, there would be more alcoholics but they would be glad alcoholics.
Leanne is about to make a Margarita in the kitchen. Let’s chase her cocktail mixing step by step.
Leanne fills a glass with ice. Now for the booze. Leanne pours by eye not by discharged glass. That is quite a dose of tequila. Now this babe cuts a lime and squeezes the juice into the glass. That babe is about to pour that into the blender. It doesn’t work.
“I’m gonna need to mix this myself, baby,” says Leanne. She pours the contents into a shaker set, closes the top and sticks it betwixt her bra buddies. Then that babe shakes it up. This is better than a blender. Her areolas have to be hard from the cold. Your gulp is served.
Now it’s time for Leanne to shed her tube top and suit and rinse her greater than standard melons off underneath a faucet, then shake, jiggle and bounce ’em.