A door-to-door salesman is selling vacation packages, but Margo Sullivan doesn’t have to go anywhere to indulge in her passion: rogering. Particularly getting rogered in her wazoo. Margo, who’s Fourty nine and divorced, clearly has a thing for bucks who come knocking at her door. Last time we saw her, that babe was screwing the lad from the bank’s foreclosure office. Which proves that this door-to-door vacation salesman is a bit of an idiot: If Margo can not afford her mortgage, how can she afford to go to Hawaii? Doesn’t that lad look at 40SomethingMag.com?
Well, maybe that skirt chaser does. And that’s why this chab came knocking at her door. It is kinda like Margo‘s version of Halloween. Trick or treat? “How about my wazoo!”
