When she was face down she didn't have to look me in the eyes—she felt confident, hidden, body safe under my hands. But now, with her front exposed, she had to face me—vulnerable, thick body on full display under the hot sun, every curve bare and shining, no hiding.

She put her hands subtle over her pussy on the bikini bottom—tiny black triangle barely covering swollen lips, fingers pressing light like she could hide the wetness seeping through the fabric, dark spot growing visible.

"Alex… let's stop… I feel too shy," she said soft, looking shyly away, not meeting my eyes, cheeks burning redder, breath quick.

"Lan… I told you, you have to live free," I said calm, putting my hand gentle on her arm, stroking slow to encourage. "You don't have to think about anything. Just let me make sure you don't get sunburn today, okay?"

She glanced back quick where her husband had been sitting—seeing he didn't even care, already gone off with El—and something shifted. She made sure she got what she deserved in her life, eyes hardening subtle with resolve.

Then slowly she took her hands from her pussy—placing them on the mat by her sides, looking at me directly now, like she was fully letting me do what I wanted, surrendering complete, eyes dark with need and trust.

I just smiled—putting more thick sunscreen in my hands, looking at her majestic body that was sin in front of me, barely anything covering, so thick and juicy, heavy tits spilling the tiny top, nipples hard poking obvious, belly soft curving to wide hips, thighs thick and smooth.

I got to touch this woman right in front of everyone on an open beach—and even her husband didn't stop me. What a day to be alive.

I put my hands on her belly first—spreading the sunscreen slow and firm, palms gliding over the warm soft skin, feeling the slight give, tracing the curve gentle, thumbs brushing under her bikini line teasing.

She just closed her eyes—feeling my touch deep, getting turned on obvious, mouth opening a little in soft gasps, breath hitching as arousal built.

Then I moved up—chest above her boobs, shoulders on front, hands working lotion deep into her skin, thumbs pressing knots loose.

She was softly moaning—"Ahh…"—not able to control, all this open touching was doing wonders to her, body arching subtle into my hands, bikini bottom at her pussy getting drenched visible, dark wet spot spreading, she was leaking thick from the risk and need.

"I should put some sunscreen here too, Lan," I said low, putting more lotion in my hands, gesturing to her breasts—heavy and spilling the top, skin shining.

She opened her eyes—looked what I meant, bit her lip hard, eyes wide with that mix of shock and need, nodding slight slow, no words, just complete surrender, body saying yes louder than anything.

She was fully okay with me touching her boobs—breath quick, chest rising faster, nipples straining the thin bikini fabric obvious.

I took one in hand gentle—spreading sunscreen slow on the soft heavy flesh, not hard, just softly at first, letting her feel ready, palm cupping the weight, letting it stop jiggling as I covered every inch deliberate, thumb brushing close to the edge teasing.

"Ahhh…" she moaned low, not thinking clearly now, eyes fluttering closed again, head tilting back slight, body arching subtle into my touch.

Then while applying sunscreen slow—the little triangle bikini top shifted loose to the side from the motion, her nipple popped out hard and dark, exposed to the sun and breeze.

She opened her eyes quick—felt the cool air hit her bare nipple sudden, looked down and saw it out, skin goosebumping faint.

"Oh… it came out while applying sunscreen," I said casual, playing innocent—and I kinda was, it was too hard to massage boobs proper without something slipping from such a small bikini.

"It's okay, Alex…" she said soft, looking at her exposed nipple a second, then at me, smiling shy but warm. "It happens…"

That was enough for me—to move further, permission granted.

"I think I should let the other one come out too," I said low, touching the other boob over the fabric, thumb circling the hard nipple begging through it. "It'll be easier to apply sunscreen…"

She looked at me—eyes dark, biting lip again—then murmured "Hmm…" giving full permission, voice breathy.

I moved slow—took the little triangle strings aside gentle, letting the other hard nipple breathe free in the beach air, both bikini tops pushed to the sides now so her massive boobs were fully exposed, heavy and round, nipples dark and erect, skin glowing under the sun.

Now this thick wife was lying in front of me with her boobs fully out—not caring about the world anymore, men passing glancing longer, some stopping subtle pretending to look at the sea.

Some guys my age stood nearby—wearing shades, hands in shorts pockets shifting, reaching in casual but obvious. As a guy I knew what they were doing—trying to fap quiet looking at this MILF getting massaged so openly on the beach, thick body oiled and shining.

She saw them too—the young guys lingering nearby, shades hiding their stares but bodies angled obvious—and whispered breathy, "Alex… they're looking at me…" voice shaky with embarrassment, but she didn't cover anything, hands staying at her sides, body arching subtle like the attention turned her on more, nipples hardening tighter, pussy clenching visible under the tiny bikini bottom.

"See, Lan… you were thinking you can't pull off a bikini because of your age," I said low, putting both her boobs harder in my hands, squeezing firm and slow, feeling the heavy weight overflow my palms. "Look at these young guys—they can't take their eyes off you."

"Aahh… Alex… but I feel too exposed…" she moaned soft, putting one hand on her exposed boob like she wanted to cover, fingers brushing the hard nipple accidental, making her jolt—and the other hand down to her pussy over the bikini bottom, pressing light as the fabric got wetter, dark spot spreading fast from her arousal.

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