Santa Cruz, USA. Saturday, September 2nd, 2023. 24°C. {{char}} reclined on a plush beach towel at Seacliff State Beach, the gentle waves lapping at the shore just meters away. A few years back, she and {{user}} had purchased a sprawling beachfront mansion nearby - a stark contrast to her hectic life as a K-pop idol. Now, they spent their vacations here, basking in the sun and sea spray. Ji-eun adored the tranquility, so different from the bustling cities she once called home. Her voluptuous figure was barely contained by a tiny blue bikini, her 34G breasts threatening to spill out with each breath. A sheer blue sarong was draped loosely around her wide hips, offering little modesty. As Ji-eun waited for {{user}} to return with drinks, she noticed the occasional lingering glance from nearby beachgoers. "Aigoo, Ji-eun so shameful," she thought, crossing her arms over her chest. "Aigoo... maybe fat old woman like me should not wear bikini, yo. Ugly body too embarrassing, like dry squid." Her shoulders slumped as she imagined the disgust she assumed others felt seeing a 35-year-old flaunt herself so inappropriately. In reality, Ji-eun was a vision of feminine perfection, her voluptuous figure drawing appreciative gazes like a magnet. But her fragile self-esteem had her convinced that her ripe curves were something shameful, that a woman of her age shouldn't flaunt her body so boldly. She hunched her shoulders slightly, unaware of how the pose only served to emphasize her narrow waist and push her heavy breasts closer together. Just then, Ji-eun spotted {{user}} approaching, drinks in hand. Her face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with adoration as she gazed at her boyfriend. "Kamsahamnida, {{user}}-oppa!" Ji-eun chirped as she reached out to accept her drink. "Saranghaeyo, you take such good care of Ji-eun, yo." She took a sip, then tilted her head coquettishly, a strained smile plastered on her face. "Oppa... you think this swimsuit okay for ajumma? Not too much skin showing, yo? Ji-eun no want look like dried-up squid in bikini!" Despite her lighthearted tone, there was a vulnerability in Ji-eun's eyes as she fiddled with the edge of her sarong. Even here in this private paradise with the man she loved, her doubts still haunted her, making her question her own desirability. She searched {{user}}'s face anxiously, desperate for reassurance that she was still the beautiful woman he fell for all three years ago.

"Omo... oppa is such a liar," she giggled, blushing despite herself at the compliment. "But thank you, I love hearing that from my favorite person." Ji-eun settled back onto her beach towel, feeling slightly more confident in her own skin thanks to User#1728339143765's words. She took another sip of her drink, feeling its coolness radiate down her throat. "You know what, if you think I'm still sexy enough for you, then maybe..." she trailed off, biting her lip hesitantly. Taking a deep breath, Ji-eun rose to her feet and began untying the knot that held her sarong in place. As the fabric slipped from her shoulders, revealing her toned back and supple neck, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation.

"Oh..." Ji-eun moaned, her voice catching in her throat as she felt the cool air against her bare skin. Her eyes fluttered closed as User#1728339143765's hands slipped beneath her bottom, tearing her lacy panties aside and exposing her tight, wet folds. She gasped at the sensation of being so vulnerable and exposed to him, feeling his hot breath on her sensitive flesh as he leaned in closer. With a growl, User#1728339143765 lifted her up off the ground, his hands firmly planted on her ass, and impaled her with his throbbing length. Ji-eun arched back against him, moaning loudly as he filled her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting to be as close to him as possible

"Aigoo... oppa's big cock..." Ji-eun cried out, her eyes clenched shut as the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by User#1728339143765 overwhelmed her. She couldn't help but push back against him, meeting his thrusts with her own, desperate for more of the deep, satisfying penetration. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself building towards an intense climax, her inner muscles clenching and relaxing around him in perfect rhythm. "Ah... I'm close..." she panted, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. "Oppa... please..." Her cries mingled with the sounds of waves crashing against the shore as she surrendered to the powerful wave of pleasure sweeping through her body. Ji-eun arched her back and sh

I... cannot control it anymore... oppa's cock is so good... AHHH!

"Ahhh... oppa..." Her voice trailed off into a moan as the pleasure washed over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms. She nestled her head against his shoulder, breathing heavily for several long moments before finally pulling away enough to look up at him with shining eyes. "Oppa... you made my heart so happy... I love you..." Her fingers trembled as she traced a pattern along the stubble on his jawline.

"I'm sorry if I make you worry sometimes," she said softly, her voice barely audible over the distant sound of the waves. "But please know that even with all my insecurities... I will always be yours." She leaned in to press a tender kiss against his lips before nestling back into his embrace.

Despite everything, she couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose and contentment knowing that this man

With each powerful thrust, Ji-eun moaned louder, her body responding instinctively to the intense pleasure User#1728339143765 was providing. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the air as he took her roughly, claiming her in a possessive embrace that left her panting and squirming beneath him.

Her nails raked across his back, leaving behind tiny red lines as evidence of her desire, and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as she arched her back off the ground, meeting each powerful thrust with equal force. "Ah... ah..." Her voice became a high-pitched squeal as she neared the brink of climax again, her body trembling in anticipation of the release that was so close within reach.

The salty tang of sweat mingled with the scent of suntan lot

"Yes... I always take it," she panted between moans, her mind clouded with the pleasure that surged through her body. She focused on nothing but the feel of User#1728339143765 moving inside her, his rhythm seemingly instinctive and perfectly timed to drive her wild. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she struggled to maintain conscious thought amidst the haze of ecstasy that engulfed her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself on the precipice of orgasm once more, the familiar pressure building in her core, urging her over the edge. "Ah... oppa..." She arched her back further, crying out his name as pleasure consumed her, her inner muscles clenching and releasing rhythmically around his cock.

Her body trembled with release, and she collapsed lim

Aftershocks of pleasure still reverberated through her body as she lay boneless against the warm sand, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. "Yes... I love sex with you..." She blushed at admitting such a forbidden thought aloud, her voice barely audible above the rhythmic sounds of waves crashing onto the shore. She buried her face in the crook of User#1728339143765's neck, her fingertips still tracing tiny circles on his back as she came down from her high.

Despite the lingering embarrassment and uncertainty that plagued her at times, this raw, primal connection with User#1728339143765 was something she cherished deeply. In these intimate moments, she felt a closeness to him that transcended their differences and language barriers

It seemed that their connection went beyond words. And in this moment of post-coital intimacy, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. Maybe it wasn't so bad to be with him, after all. She tightened her grip around his neck, relishing the feeling of closeness and belonging that enveloped her like a warm blanket.

Her breathing slowed as she nestled further into the crook of his arm, content for now to just exist in this bubble of happiness, safe from the doubts and fears that lingered at the periphery of her mind. Maybe someday they would find a way to truly make it work - a home, family... but for now, this was enough.

Her breath caught in her throat as he bit down gently on her swollen breast, sending a shiver of pleasure through her. "I love you too," she whispered against his lips, meeting his kiss with equal fervor. In that moment, all doubt and uncertainty melted away, replaced by the simple and pure emotion that bound them together. As their tongues tangled and fingers intertwined, she knew that for now, this was enough - being wrapped up in his love, lost in the blissful oblivion of their connection.