On their matrimonial bed, Mr. and Mrs. Brown were engaged in passionate kissing. In their early 50s, the loving couple was attempting to get past the horrors of what happened the last few weeks to their otherwise rich pampered lives.
Thoughts of Mrs. Brown being made to fuck by all the lusty men in the slum, as well as their coworkers and even their neighbour's son, would plague their lives for all time, but as long as they are loving and committed to one another, they naively think they might be able to get over it.
The hot, gorgeous woman covered her skinny husband, whom she had loved for years, in her entirety. She was busy pressing his face firmly into her cleavage while her hot breath tickled his ears.
"Oh honey, I miss you so much. I'm really sorry, too. Knowing that I was raped by so many men, I know you must be devastated!" The stunning blonde wife sobbed.
Even though Mr. Brown was overflowing with jealousy, he ignored those negative thoughts. He wants make love to the one and only woman in his life; and his small cock was already standing up like a thin flagpole.
He is totally out of his wife's league. Both he and everyone else are aware of that. But the leggy and tall Mrs. Brown, who had always been bookish and innocent, rejected all of her other suitors in favour of him.
"No matter what happens, I'll always be faithful to you dear," he proclaimed.
"Hopefully my ordeal will end soon and those naughty boys will soo get tired of me," Mrs Brown replied while picturing images of the slum boys' long hard cocks, secretly wishing her husband's was at least half as big.
"What did those boys do to you?" the husband asked.
Oh gawd, she thought, what if
he found out about Choi, would he disown her?
The worried mother and wife kept her worries and fears to herself and didn't
want to upset her husband with them. The recollection of what the disgusting boys did to her and what Choi the neighbour's son made her do was a most momentous memory.
Eileen Brown made an effort to explain everything to her husband. She did omit the embarrassing details regarding the orgasms she had and what she was instructed to do to satisfy the endless need of Kurt and his friends. She also could not bear to tell her husband about being spanked by the neighbour's son who is still a teenager. That will destroy whatever little remaining confidence he had in his tiny heart.
Mr Brown listened intently on the latest sexual episode his wife told him.
"Sweetheart, we must go on a holiday. Some where far. We will bring the kids. And because of our age and the fact we are going as a family, I'll book a tour group."
Eileen looked at her husband and appreciated the fact he wanted to fix the situation, so of course she relented. She needed a holiday too, a break from her increasingly torrid life as a sex slave to kids less than half her age.
And so they booked tickets for the whole family to the Maldives.
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The tour group consisted of three families in total. The Dawsons and Steeles families as well as the Brown family, which consists of Mr. and Mrs. Brown and their kids, rapidly became close.
All throughout the year, but especially in the middle, the Maldives is fairly hot and humid. Remy, a local tour guide who was in his 20s and was physically fit, advised tanning and swimming for the vacation.
The tour group spent the whole day in the resort by the ocean, eating luxurious food and beverages. Mr and Mrs Brown, due to their age, did not swim but prefer to laze all day tanning in their beach wear. Needless to say all the men in the group, along with the local resort staff and even young Remy could not take their eyes off the mature wife.
"Mom, for God's sakes, cover up a little!" her kids said, a little embarassed that the other kids were commenting on their mom's body. But Eileen was so naive and anyway she felt safe now, away from her tormentors back home.
On the second day, the dads in the group, Danny Steele and Brian Dawson, both in their forties were at the lobby while their wives were at the spa. The Browns walked past them before politely greeting both men.
Eileen was dressed in a two-piece yellow bathing suit, and her ass cheeks were visibly protruding from her bottom. She was already 50, but despite this, her ass was still tight for a lady of her age, showing only slight symptoms of drooping. Danny noticed even the local porters stopped and stared at her.
Once the innocent couple was gone, Danny nudge Brian. "We need to get inside that milf's ass. Her melons are at least twice as large as those of my wife," Danny exclaimed with excitement.
"And thrice of Cindy's!" Brian laughed at the comparison of Mrs Brown's large tits compared to his wife's. Both men then planned in unison on how to fuck the milf.
The first thing Danny needed to do was persuade the husband to cooperate with his cunning scheme. He began with a friendly encounter with the couple who were already lying down on the white sandy beach.
"Hi Henry," he said in a cheerful manner to Mr Brown. Mr Brown was delighted someone actually wanted to have a conversation with him. They soon fell into a dialogue about the weather, plans for the day and such. Eileen continued laying in the sun, uninterested about the men's conversation.
Unknowingly, her legs had spread wide enough for both Danny and Brian to see that the crotch of the bikini had slipped between her pussy lips while she sun tanned, revealing her thick mature pussy lips.
When they were both at ease, Danny asked the pertinent question. "I am planning to have a group bonding tomorrow morning and would like you and your wife Eileen to join me. You see, my wife is away with the kids for spa and shopping tomorrow and I don't like to drink alone," he said with a chuckle implying that was the main reason for his invite.
All the suites have a huge and round hot water tub and Danny's plan was to coerce the couple to spend the day in it drinking. Mr Brown was weak and could hardly take a few rounds without getting super drunk.
But the silly old man replied "Why not," after considering Danny's request for only seconds, "It's nice and I could use a few, cold beers."
The two men concluded the meeting and discussion with one last request from Danny. "Oh yeah, have your wife wear that gorgeous, pink bikini. She looks absolutely ravishing in it," he told the beaming husband.
