Chapter 257 - 256: Sunscreen

Chapter 257: Chapter 256: Sunscreen

He then turned his eyes to see the next one in line.

Gulp...

Owen gulped hard, struggling to control his throat as he took in the stunning body of Pamela. She was wearing a deep blue sea swimsuit that was cut very much like Morenne’s outfit—a daring lingerie piece.

Instead of covering her chest completely, her top was split right down the center to reveal her full curves. Her pink pearls were fully exposed and already standing erect in the cool breeze.

"Damn..." he mumbled under his breath, completely caught off guard by how bold she had decided to be today. He could only wonder where she had even managed to buy such an outfit.

Her bottoms matched the top in color, but instead of leaving everything bare, they featured a sheer, thin veil of fabric over the front that left just enough to a man’s imagination.

As for his rating? It was obviously a perfect score without any doubt or hesitation.

Last, but certainly not the least, was Arielle. He turned his head to look at his mother, and for a second, he felt like he might actually lose consciousness from the sheer sight.

Arielle was wearing the most modest swimsuit of the group—a pristine white silk that caught the bright sunlight, making her look almost like an angel who had descended to Earth just to bring him straight to heaven.

The fabric was tied carefully into neat ribbons at her hips. The top covered about half of her chest, but even then, the material struggled to contain the massive size of her milkers.

Right at the center of the top was a deep cleavage window that showed off her flawless, pale skin. Owen felt a sudden urge to jump right over and press his face against her chest. To make it even wilder, the top featured small circular cutouts right over her nipples.

And just like Pamela, her nipples were completely bare—but that was not the only reason his heart skipped a beat. Arielle had purposely squeezed her tits together, causing a few sweet drops of her white milk to leak out and glisten against her skin!

Arielle easily took the crown when it came to her chest. It was not a matter of favoritism; the milk factor alone decided the entire competition!

While all four women possessed gorgeous, round tits of varying sizes, Arielle held the champion trophy without contest. Though her bottom half was kept mostly covered by the elegant white silk, making it hard to see clearly under the bright sun, her upper half was more than enough to stun everyone present.

"Wow... I really don’t have any doubts anymore..." he smiled warmly. The combination of the beautiful lake environment and four stunning MILFs was enough to make any man go crazy—and Owen had all four of them to himself!

"So... who won? Give us your official rating!" Stella said. She had already accepted her defeat when it came to the chest battle, as had the other two, but since Arielle had kept her lower half mostly covered, the overall contest was not entirely over yet.

"Hmm? Why, is a rating really that necessary...?" Owen asked with a smirk.

"Yes... uhmm, actually no?" Stella stammered, realizing how silly her question was. The real question was whether the four of them combined could even handle him today!

"Heh, now you get it. But before we get into anything crazy, how about I apply some sunscreen to all of your backs? The sun is getting pretty hot, and I don’t want any of you getting painful skin burns," Owen said smoothly, ending the debate without any effort.

"Ohh? Really? Are you actually fine with doing that for us?" Morenne asked, surprised that he was offering to pamper them first.

"Of course, why would I turn down a chance like that? It’s part of my job today."

I definitely can’t pass up an opportunity like this... hehe, he celebrated internally, eager to get his hands on them.

"Okay! Then which one of us goes first?"

"First come, first served!"

"No way, I clearly won the main battle! Don’t try to deny facts!"

"Hey, that’s totally invalid! What are you even thinking..." The four women immediately began arguing among themselves, each trying to secure the first turn.

"Hmm, I’m not going to pick favorites here, and I didn’t say who won," Owen said casually as he stepped over to the side. The four busty MILFs lay down flat on their stomach across their designated picnic mats, looking up at him with high expectations.

"Are you sure...? Why don’t you give us a little hint..." Stella, the ever-persistent one, tried pushing him again.

"Nope, I’m not going to spoil you. Hehe, since you’re the one talking the most, you can go last," he declared calmly, showing no intention of babying her.

"Ahh... that is so unfair..." she pouted, while the other three women chuckled in unison. It was entirely her own fault for being so impatient.

"It’s completely fair. Now, cover your back with this wet towel first. I don’t want your skin burning while you wait for your turn," Owen said as he grabbed a damp towel and laid it over her back. Before pulling his hand away, he made sure to give her soft rear a firm squeeze.

"Ngnn.. ahn.. thank you.. hehe.." Stella giggled softly, not minding the touch at all.

"Heh, that’s just a little preview, so you don’t feel too left out," Owen said with a grin. He then positioned himself right behind Pamela’s mat, ready to start his work as their personal masseur.

"Ahn... yes... ahn..." Pamela moaned out loud after Owen touched her back, slowly massaging her body with smooth, deliberate strokes.

"Do you like my proper way of applying the sunscreen, Auntie Pam?" He stayed behind her back, moving his hands slowly to make her feel even better.

Then he squeezed the bottle of lotion once again.

"Ngn... ahnn... yes... I love it so much. Please do it more, Wen." She couldn’t control her soft moans from escaping her mouth. The way he applied the cream and touched her back was really something special. Yes, that was exactly what she had been looking for all along.

"Hehe, can you lower your moans a bit? They can easily hear your lewd voice." Owen gestured toward the jealous looks coming from the other three. So lewd! How could she make such loud, shameless moans in the open?