Her fair skin, with a slight tummy bulge, exuded the allure of a mature woman! Her long, slender legs and ten delicate toes adorned with bright red nail polish, the vibrant red henna like rubies, made her a truly beautiful woman. The fair skin of Caucasian women, combined with her mature charm, was incredibly alluring, making Zhao An utterly unable to resist!
Melania's natural beauty was only above average, but her temperament (a combination of inner qualities and outward appearance) and figure made her a first-rate beauty. A woman's beauty isn't just about her face; figure and temperament are equally important. Only women like these can be called truly beautiful.
She wore pure white strappy sandals with high, thin heels. The shoes featured soft, delicate stripes that accentuated her long, slender feet. Her toenails were neatly manicured, peeking out from the tips of her shoes. Her white toes were painted with shimmering pink nail polish, like ten tiny flower petals, adding to her allure. Her feet were delicate and tender, with faint blue veins visible beneath. Her heels were rosy and clean, making one want to reach out and touch them.
Seeing this, Zhao An couldn't resist any longer. He pinned Melania to the bed and roughly entered her body. He began to fuck her wildly, hoisting her beautiful legs onto his shoulders, biting down on her stockinged toes and high heels. The new high heels still smelled of leather, designed specifically to satisfy his lust!
"Oh...ah...oh...ah...fuck me...ah...your cock...is so big...uh...ah...dear husband...you're so excited...ah...are my...stockings...that big...alluring? Oh...ah...fuck me...fuck my pussy...ah...it feels so good...Zhao An...I love you...I want to marry you!" Melania was also unusually excited. Despite Zhao An's rough treatment, she didn't feel repulsed; in fact, she felt a little excited, as if this was the right way to make love!
"I should fuck you to death… you slut… hiss… those horny feet are so delicious… I'll fuck you to death… I'm going to fuck you… fuck you to death… fill you with my cum and plant my seed… you whore…" Zhao An's speed was fast, fucking Melania upwards, almost causing her to fall off the bed.
Each thrust of Zhao An lifted Melania's plump buttocks upwards, her entire upturned buttocks airborne. He pressed himself directly against Melania's plump buttocks, his cock now truly thrusting violently from top to bottom. Each deep penetration was the beginning of a shortcut to a woman's heart, the beginning of conquering her.
Melania slightly raised her head and could see her labia being mercilessly turned inside out by a thick cock. The man's cock was covered in her own secretions, churned into white foam, a scene of unparalleled lewdness. She wasn't ashamed; on the contrary, she was incredibly excited. She could feel Zhao An's arousal. She didn't know if it was because of her status as a married woman, or her sex appeal, or perhaps both. This didn't stop her from falling in love with this seventeen-year-old youth; she didn't care about bearing his children. Love was so sudden, making her blind.
While kissing Melania, Zhao An forcefully kneaded her large breasts, shaping them in his hands. His large penis thrust in and out of her wet, hot vagina, exploring her rarely used vagina, making it loose and tight – that was what made it fun.
Melania's eyes rolled back; the intense intercourse had her in a constant state of convulsions, her entire body drenched in sweat. Her vagina spasmed repeatedly, gripping the penis tightly. Melania's vagina grew tighter and tighter, like a baby's mouth sucking at you – the pleasurable sensation was incredibly stimulating. Just as Zhao An was feeling the heat inside Melania's vagina, a sudden gush of warm liquid poured onto his glans. The force of the spray was strong, washing over his glans and causing him to shudder involuntarily. "I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die. I'm squirting... Ah!" Melania had another orgasm.
Zhao An felt the unusual contractions in Melania's vagina and quickly straightened up, gripping her waist and thrusting even harder. Melania had already orgasmed twice; wave after wave of climax completely overwhelmed her. Only her beloved husband could give her such extreme pleasure. Zhao An stopped thrusting, arching his upper body back, pressing his lower abdomen firmly against Melania's buttocks, lifting her legs onto his shoulders, letting his semen gush wildly inside her.
This intercourse lasted only twenty minutes, and both were extremely satisfied. In a state of extreme excitement, satisfaction also intensifies. Compared to mere physical intimacy, the closeness of the soul is far more precious.
For a long time, Melania continued to passionately kiss Zhao An, caressing his firm muscles. "Husband, I feel my vagina is swollen from your penetration. Your semen is all inside my uterus. I can feel it, so much, so hot, so good!" Her eyes revealed an extreme tenderness, a pleasure she had never experienced before.
Zhao An's smile was incredibly lewd. "Then give me a child!" This beast not only wanted to play with another man's wife, but also to make her pregnant through rape. Not using a condom was bad enough, but he also wanted to ejaculate inside her and impregnate her. He was truly a terrifying beast. Once he set his sights on someone, they would either become a breeding machine or a sex slave, but it seemed there was no difference.
"Okay." A flash of determination crossed Melania's eyes. No matter what, she was going to give birth to a child for the man she loved, even if she faced many obstacles. A determined woman is so terrifying; this is the power of love.
Zhao An's previous work focused on winning her heart; if he could control her mind, his body wouldn't be far behind. Wasn't it something to be proud of to have a married woman so devoted to him?
He lingered with Melania for a while, then had sex with her again, until her belly was about three months pregnant before he let her go. Keeping her uterus constantly soaked in semen would increase the chances of pregnancy.
Just then, Zhao An's phone rang. It was Chen Qing. "Young Master An, do you have time? I need you to help me with something."
"Hmm, let's talk at your place." Zhao An didn't give her a chance to object. A wicked plan had already formed in his mind again. Money was intoxicating!