"Yes... I would do that," she insisted, voice breathy and eager, sitting up a little on her elbows, eyes sparkling. "Because I donât want you to get sunburn... and youâre so sweet helping me out. I want that."
"But Iâm not finished yet, Lan," I said low, squeezing her inner thighs goodâfingers digging deep into the soft, thick meat, brushing deliberate over her pussy lips through the thin bikini, feeling the swollen heat and wetness.
"Alex... what else is left... ahh..." she moaned wrecked, pushing her hips subtle so my fingers would "accidentally" brush her pussy again, body begging silent, thighs parting wider instinctive.
"I need to properly apply the cream... I donât want you to get tanned," I said casual, squeezing her thighs harder, feeling the warmth, the jiggleâhow I wished to eat those thighs, bury my face between them, suck the soft flesh like an animal, squeeze my head tight while slurping her pussy juices deep.
The opportunities were endless with this sinful thick bodyâevery curve built for worship, for ruin.
I pulled her bikini string a little lower under the pretenseâthin side ties loosening easy, wanting to make her feel more exposed, more vulnerable in the public.
I tugged it down slowâand the tiny triangle over her pussy shifted lower with it, fabric slipping just enough to reveal a little view of her pussy line, swollen lips peeking, dark and glistening.
Damnâher laying there exposed like this, thick body on full display in public, was making me lose control, dick throbbing painful in my shorts, leaking precum thick.
Would I be in trouble if I fucked her right here in public, would police arrest me for indecent behaviour? But at least Iâd show everyone watching how my big dick bred this thick married MILF whose husband was gay and didnât care about her needs, pounding her deep while they stared jealous.
Now with her pussy exposed a littleâI could see a little bush over her mound, neat but not fully shaved, dark curls soft and natural, framing her swollen lips perfect.
I put lotion thereârubbing slow and careful, fingers gliding over the strands, making them smoother, brushing deliberate closer to her clit.
"Ahh... Alex... Iâm not shaved there... I feel disgusting..." she said insecure, trying to cover her bush quick, hand putting on mine gentle like she wanted to stop, cheeks burning deeper red.
"No... itâs perfect, Lan," I said low, moving her hand away soft, fingers tracing the soft curls. "Itâs natural. Donât hide it."
Some guys watched me run sunscreen so close to her pussyâthey were like, how is this guy being so bold in public? Staring hard, jealous as hell, shifting uncomfortable, they were pussies who didnât have guts to do half the things I do in daily lifeâapproach, touch, take whatâs offered.
Some guyâs wife passed closeâwatched me doing all this to Lanâs thick body, hands full of her thighs and brushing higher, she bit her lip hard, looking straight into my eyes like she was turned on bad by me, imagining it was her.
Her husband had to drag her away sharpâpulling her arm, glaring quick but keeping quiet.
I focused on just Lan for nowâmy fingers getting wet from the pussy juices spreading to every inch of her pussy line, brushing accidental-on-purpose over the swollen lips through the thin bikini, getting soaked thick and slick.
"Lan... see what you did to me," I said low, showing her my fingers dripping with her juices, shining clear and thick in the sun.
"Iâm sorry, Alex... I donât know what came over me," she whispered red-faced, feeling exposed from all this indecency, eyes wide looking at my wet fingers. "I never got this wet ever... Iâm sorry... I feel bad..."
"Your bikini will get soaked if it goes on like this... should I wipe it with a towel, Lan?" I asked calm, knowing I could just slide fingers in her pussy and make her squirt right here, but asking permissionâand this faithful thick MILF giving it so easyâmade everything hotter, the risk, the surrender.
"No Alex... youâve already done so much..." she said shy, glancing around quick, then at my fingers again. "But Jesus... how wet am I really? Did you accidentally put some lotion there?"
Soâshe never got this wet before. This proved her husband was one hell of a stupid motherfuckerâwho never made his wife this aroused, never touched her right. What did he doâwatch porn every night and sleep with a dildo in his ass? Useless, ignoring a national treasure like this.
I smiled darkâleaning closer, fingers brushing her inner thigh teasing higher, feeling the heat radiate, the slick skin from her juices.
"Donât be sorry, Lan... itâs perfect," I said low, voice rough. "Means youâre feeling good... finally. Youâre finally enjoying your own body and not thinking about the world."
She felt relieved and a little shyâeyes softening, blush fading faint as confidence grew, hand relaxing on the mat. "Thanks Alex... itâs all because of you. I got this confident..."
"Lan... why did you say you never got this wet before?" I asked gentle, making her open more, keeping my hand on her pussy over the bikini like consoling her on the wetnessâpalm pressing light, feeling the soaked fabric, her clit throbbing under it.
"Alex... I donât want to complain about my husband," she said looking down, voice small but trusting. "But youâve been so supportive of me today... Iâll tell you. He seems... not into me."
"What do you mean, Lan? He doesnât love you?" I asked soft, rubbing my hand a little slowâcircle gentle over her clit through the fabric, making her moan faint and open more to me, thighs parting wider instinctive.
"I donât know, Alex..." she whispered, grabbing my arm suddenânot able to control her body reacting to the touch on her pussy, nails digging light. "But maybe it has to do with how we were married?"
"What about it?" I asked consoling, squeezing her thigh now high, thumb brushing the edge of her bikini bottom, feeling her tremble.