Zhao An carried Chen Qing to the balcony. Below, there were dense, continuous trees, and the air was incredibly fresh. This was why the VIP ward was VIP; everything was determined by the price.
Being carried here, Chen Qing suddenly sobered up. If they were indoors, she could be as aroused as she wanted. But this was outdoors; they would be seen and heard. Thinking of this, her vagina tightened with tension, enveloping Zhao An in an unusually comfortable way. "Ah... Young Master An... not here... um... no... they'll see!"
"What are you afraid of? There's no one here... hiss... you said no... your pussy is so tight... hiss... you're going to break my cock! Slut... so good... fuck... I should have fucked you a long time ago... so slutty..." Zhao An pressed Chen Qing against the railing and re-entered her from behind.
Chen Qing's toes curled tightly. Wearing high heels, she gripped the balcony railing with both hands, her large white breasts swaying back and forth with the man's thrusts from behind. The intense pleasure within her was almost unbearable, so much so that Chen Qing had to cover her mouth with one hand to stifle her moans.
This open-air sex felt like being naked, incredibly shameful. The pleasure was intensified, causing her entire body to convulse.
Zhao An was still sweating profusely, relentlessly thrusting into the mature female doctor. Her cunt was still tight after so long; how long had it been since she'd used it? Was it because his penis was so big? A continuous stream of pleasure surged through her. Below them were green leaves, and occasionally, nurses could be seen pushing trolleys carrying medication.
"Is it good... is it stimulating... fuck... I'm coming... keep fucking me next time... hiss... ah..." Zhao An's speed increased, his lower abdomen slamming against her plump, white buttocks. His huge penis was swallowed by her tender, wet cunt. Due to the intense collisions, Zhao An's testicles slapped against Chen Qing's buttocks, her juices splashing everywhere. He hadn't expected Chen Qing to be so lewd; her cunt was truly made of water. A soft, sizzling sound echoed in the quiet night. The thick, sticky walls of her flesh held his penis tightly together, so that each thrust and withdrawal would cause a slight jolt, like pulling out muddy water from deep mud. Sometimes, if pulled out too forcefully, with a "pop," the entire penis would slip out through her labia, sending a powerful wave of pleasure through his nerve endings!
"So good...ah...husband...I can't take it anymore...ah...uh...oh...really...I'm going to die!" Chen Qing's eyes rolled back as soon as she finished speaking, her mouth open in an unconscious expression. Her body convulsed reflexively, waves of vaginal fluid gushing from her vulva, the pleasure almost making her lose consciousness!
A VIP ward is indeed a VIP ward; the treatment is definitely different. Zhao An even started to like this feeling. The feeling of having sex with nurses in the hospital was just so comfortable. Now that he had her, he wanted to possess her completely. The more arrogant Chen Qing was, the more submissive she would become. Wasn't it exciting to see the proud female doctor submit to his penis?
Zhao An reached under Chen Qing, grasped her breasts, and began thrusting rapidly. Their flesh collided with a loud "slap, slap," and Chen Qing gasped and moaned, breathless. Finally, as Chen Qing reached another climax, Zhao An ejaculated streams of hot semen into her body as her vagina contracted repeatedly. Chen Qing trembled uncontrollably, unconscious, completely at Zhao An's mercy. She had no idea what one plus one equaled!
One silently endured, the other silently ejaculated—a strange kind of tacit understanding.
His large hand stroked her already swollen belly, feeling the vaginal contractions. Each contraction seemed to be squeezing out the semen, trying to draw it all out, to suck out the remaining semen from her urethra.
Silently pressing against her cervix, Zhao An didn't rush to withdraw, but simply held Chen Qing close, kissing her passionately. He was stalling, waiting for the cervix to close and lock the semen inside before stopping. The process of natural conception is often full of surprises. He didn't know when he would conceive, and it was this uncertainty that made the surprise even more intense!
Chen Qing's phone was on silent mode, so she didn't notice.
Meanwhile, Zhao An was still brazenly kissing Chen Qing, saying, "Tonight, I'm going to your place. I'm going to take care of that good-for-nothing in your family."
Chen Qing was a little alarmed and shook her head, saying, "Honey, no, please, I've already wronged him. Please don't make things difficult for him, okay? I'll give you everything from now on, please, honey!" She didn't want to bring this jinx, Zhao An, home; it would cause trouble.
Zhao An lewdly grinned, "Okay, then you can come to me anytime if there are any problems, but there's a price to pay!" He then grabbed her chin and sucked hard on her large breasts, causing Chen Qing to cry out in pain. Zhao An's hickeys were left on her breasts, and they couldn't be removed in time; they would definitely be discovered. She had no choice but to endure it.
After showering, Chen Qing hurriedly dressed and noticed she hadn't answered over ten calls. She immediately called back.
But her face turned deathly pale in an instant. Her son had changed drastically lately, becoming unmotivated and even showing violent tendencies. Today, he had pushed a classmate down the stairs! The police were already on the case, and not only was compensation required, but this now involved intentional homicide—not a simple minor incident!
Chen Qing's face was ashen. She only had one son, and she had chosen to improve her professional title to give him better educational opportunities and a higher salary. Without money, how could she afford training courses?
Zhao An looked at Chen Qing's pale face, a playful smile playing on his lips. After getting ready, he would go to the film set, to have some fun with those foreign beauties, to fuck them until they were half-dead—that's what good foreign beauties are!
Zhao An then made a detour to a hotel.
Melania had just woken up and was scheduled to return in two days, but Zhao An still hadn't given her an answer. She herself was already captivated, feeling both psychologically and physically dependent on Zhao An.
As soon as they entered, Zhao An embraced Melania, kissing her on the lips. He casually slipped his hands inside her bathrobe, grasping and kneading her large breasts. "I'll get some leukemia medication. You send it back to Donald. He'll be the agent for these drugs in some states, and the price is that you have to stay."