"Oh Alex… your hands feel nice," she murmured, voice breathy, enjoying it obvious. "It seems like you're an experienced masseur…"

"Yeah… I have some history in massaging," I said low, thinking how my "massage" made my MILF teacher lose her mind—moaning, riding me wild, doing unhinged things she'd never admit.

"I could give you a proper massage later," I offered, hands moving up to her shoulders, thumbs pressing deep into the knots. "I feel like your shoulders are really tense."

"Ahh… yeah Alex… they are so tense… I don't know why…" she moaned soft, head dropping forward, body surrendering more to my touch. "Keep massaging them…"

She was opening up—walls coming down with every press, every circle, breath deeper, little sighs escaping as I worked the tight muscles.

Man, her ass was making my dick hard with every glance—jiggling softly as my hands made her tremble, thick cheeks shifting warm and heavy, the black thong string buried so deep between them it was begging to be pulled aside, revealing everything.

I thought I should do it—yank that tiny string to the side slow, spread her wide, take a good long look at her holes, taste her dripping pussy right there—but it was too open, people walking by occasional, glancing curious, and her husband just yards away under the umbrella.

"Thanks for your massage offer, Alex," she said playful, glancing back with a shy smile, eyes sparkling a little. "You're such a caring guy… I'm sure you have many girls crazy for you."

"Thanks for the compliment, Lan," I smiled back easy, hands still on her lower back. "But let's say it's complicated."

We both laughed soft—easy vibe building quick, her body relaxing more under my touch, tension melting as she trusted me.

"Please go lower, Alex… I don't want my legs to get tan," she said breathy, spreading her thighs subtle wider like she knew exactly how good my touch felt, inviting me lower.

I knew she didn't just mean her thighs by "go lower"—voice breathy and needy, hips shifting subtle as she said it, clearly wanting my hands everywhere forbidden.

She was making her demands now—confident from the pleasure, wanting more, voice low but needy.

I put more thick white lotion on my hands—rubbing warm—and started applying it on her cheeks slow. My hands weren't enough to grab them fully—so thick and wide, firm but soft with that perfect give, overflowing my grip easy. I used both hands on a single cheek, spreading the lotion deliberate, playing with them open, squeezing deep, kneading rough like dough, applying way more than just sunscreen, feeling the heat, the jiggle, the way they bounced back.

Lan's husband glanced back casual—clearly seeing my hands full of his wife's thick ass flesh, squeezing obvious—but he just waved lazy like it was nothing and turned back to El, grinning at whatever she said. Wow… this guy was a cuck for sure, no doubt.

"Ahh… Alex… not that hard please…" she moaned soft when I squeezed one cheek brutal—fingers digging deep, making the flesh bulge between them, skin turning warm.

"Alex… I think I've gone fat," she said quiet, voice insecure, clearly talking about her ass and how wide she felt. "I should lose some weight…"

"I don't think so, Lan," I said low, slapping her ass sharp—watching it jiggle wild.

She looked back at me—smiling shy but loving how playful I was, eyes sparkling, body pushing back subtle for more.

She glanced at her husband too—who wasn't even caring who touched his wife, lost deep in El—and it made her hotter every second, pussy leaking fresh thick from the neglect, body burning under my hands, breath quicker.

"My husband doesn't even have time for me… see him talking," she said disappointed, voice small and hurt, watching Minh laugh loud with El.

"Yeah… what's up with him? He seems to like El a little too much," I asked casual, squeezing her ass again firm, moving hands down to her thick thighs slow, spreading lotion teasing, fingers brushing high inner skin, close to her heat.

"I don't know, Alex… I just don't understand this man," she said frustrated, sighing heavy and long, but pushing back into my touch needy, thighs parting more for my hands.

Then suddenly, Minh and El stood up—hands linked tight, fingers interlaced like new lovers—and Minh called over loud, "Honey, we'll be back soon… we're just hanging around." He waved casual. "Alex, be sure to apply sunscreen properly—I don't want my wife to get sunburnt."

He grinned, turned, and disappeared with El toward the crowd, arms around each other, already lost in their own world.

"Look at him… he just doesn't care about me, right?" Lan said, voice low and angry, watching them go, hurt flashing clear before she masked it.

"Yeah… it looks like that," I said calm, finishing the sunscreen on her back—hands gliding one last slow pass over her curves, feeling her tremble faint.

"Lan… I think you should enjoy the beach," I said encouraging, voice soft just for her. "Don't think about anything else. Just focus on yourself this trip."

I knew this MILF just needed words like that—encouragement, attention—and she'd turn into a wild beast, walls down completely.

"You're right, Alex…" she said, making the decision firm, eyes hardening a little with resolve. "No distractions. I'll just focus on myself."

"Turn around, Lan… let me apply sunscreen on the front," I said low, waiting to see how hard her nipples must be from all the touching, the risk, the neglect.

She smiled shy—then turned around slow on the mat, body shifting heavy, ass jiggling first as she rolled, then tits bouncing free and wild as she settled on her back, black bikini top barely containing the massive melons spreading wide on her chest, nipples erect hard and obvious poking through the thin fabric, darker and swollen from arousal.

Laying in front of me like that—so revealing on an open beach, tiny bikini hiding almost nothing—she felt shy sudden, cheeks flushing deep red, eyes not meeting mine long, glancing away quick to the sea or sand.

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