A nice walk after the sunset will help Helen calm down, right?

The starry night and the shimmering of the moon on the waves were creating an enchanting aura on the beach. It helped Helen’s train of thought as she walked on the deserted shore a few hundred meters away from the beach house. She was beginning to think this island was having an effect on her, stronger that what a normal, relaxing vacation should be. The tattoo, her whorish display with the biker, her growing libido… She chastised herself for thinking and acting like that, even when she was a teenager she didn’t have so many impure thoughts.

Damn’it, I’m becoming like Amanda, she reflected. But the more she reflected it, the less revolting this felt. After all, her friend seemed happy, she didn’t have to endure the stress and the worries of teaching. And her sex life seemed more than fulfilling.

Well, she’s not the only one who can have fun with dear hubby, she thought with a smile. Kent had put a lot of enthusiasm helping Helen satiating her desires. He seemed fascinated with her tramp stamp and couldn’t keep his hands away from her ass the instant he saw it when she removed her dress.

Kent is getting good, maybe I should reward him, she thought, shivering when the idea of giving him her forbidden hole to lick and fuck came to her mind. God, I really should stop thinking about…

Her train of thoughts stopped brutally when she saw him. Like the other’s night, bathing naked in the waves under the moon, his ripped muscles glistening, his huge slab of man meat swaying between his legs. It was Zoltan.

The instant she saw him, the image of Stacy popped into her mind. She remembered her daughter’s actions a few days ago. Helen didn’t want to see her near this hulking brute, she needed to protect her. With a determined look on her face, she walked toward Zoltan.

"Good evening, I’m sorry but I am…" Zoltan said, but Helen didn’t let him finish.

"What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, slightly unfazed to see his naked body a few feet from her, Zoltan not even trying to hide his naked form.

"Nothing Ma’am, just enjoying the surroundings and relax a bit."

"Don’t bullshit me! I know what you want, you big brute! You want to fuck my daughter right? To defile her!" Helen said, showing confidence she didn’t know she had. Yet her gaze occasionally moved below, taking a few glances at the chauffeur’s huge shaft.

"She’s an adult, she can make her own choices. If she wants to see me, I’m not going to stop her."

"I’m her mother and I won’t let her, I’ll stop you," Helen answered, her own palm went out to press against him and keep the space between… but as the flat of her hand pressed against his ripped, powerful abs, she couldn’t help but rub her fingers over Zoltan’s hard muscles. And below that, if her hand went down…

"And what will you do to stop me?" Zoltan asked, never losing his cold demeanour, a slight twitch over his soft shaft being the only move made by his body. Helen noticed it, the solution became clear for her.

"You’ll stay away from Stacy", she said confidently while her hand moved down his belly. "Because instead of an inexperienced young woman, you can the have the older, curvier version," she added, her hand firmly grasping Zoltan’s cock.

Zoltan briefly lost his confidence, he knew Arman Varko will not tolerate it if he fucked Helen before him. But when he saw her slowly sink on her haunches in front of him, he relaxed. A blowjob won’t be a problem and apparently that’s exactly what Helen had in mind.

The brown-haired MILF gasped as she began jacking his cock with two hands, realizing what she was doing with him. So huge… so warm.. Kent’s sizeable cock looked like a small toy next to it. The tingle on her back intensified as her arousal skyrocketed, her nipples were rock hard beneath the fabric of her dress and the dampness between her legs was getting impossible to ignore.

God, why am I getting turned on so much? She thought. One look toward Zoltan’s now erect cock was her answer. It would all be hers, she decided. She couldn’t let a cock like this get near Stacy. Her impressionable daughter didn’t have the willpower to handle something like this. She lifted her dress over her head, letting her large tits jiggle in her bikini, before unclasping that as well and letting them bare.

"You want these you depraved monster ?" she asked him. She held her breasts up with both hands, the bulging volume of them pouring over her small hands, and teased Zoltan’s shaft with her pert nipples, soon, Helen’s soft tits were massaging the chauffeur’s cock.

"Not bad but you’ll have to do much more to distract me from your sweet daughter," Zoltan said.

"Get ready for it then," Helen answered. Neither of them noticing what was happening behind them, under the palm tree’s shadow.