Wen Lian knew Zhao An loved high heels, so she deliberately wore them when she came. With the women around them getting pregnant one after another, Wen Lian also longed to be pregnant, but Zhao An didn't force her to conceive. For such a beauty, he couldn't wait to have his way with her as much as possible.
He picked Wen Lian up, his hard penis pressing against her vaginal opening. Her labia majora, which had turned from dark pink to a tender pink, were repaired and transformed by his semen. One hand held the man's waist, while the other pulled her thong aside. Zhao An, understanding perfectly, thrust forward, his penis forcing its way into her tight, hot vagina. Both of them let out satisfied sighs, their movements perfectly synchronized. This was the allure of a married woman—the excitement that made Zhao An a king, and the mature charm that drove him wild.
"Oh...it's in...ah...so big...still so big...oh...husband...love me...take me...ah..." Wen Lian bit her red lips, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyes alluring as she looked at Zhao An. Her jade-like hand gently caressed the man's shoulder. This unique seductive state triggered by penetration aroused Zhao An once more, causing his penis to grow even larger, filling her tight little hole to its limit. Even her vagina felt a tearing pain, yet at the same time, there was immense satisfaction; the feeling of being filled was wonderful!
Bai Qingyang, on the other end of the phone, was incredibly excited. His wife being penetrated by someone else—this was incredibly exciting to him. He imagined his beautiful, dignified, and virtuous wife becoming incredibly wanton under another man's crotch, her moans revealing her wanton nature. His thick penis forced its way through his wife's tender flesh, penetrating the place where only he could previously penetrate, stirring and rubbing the tender flesh inside, defiling his wife. This extreme excitement made Bai Qingyang almost lose control; his penis hardened considerably. He turned the bodyguard around and thrust it directly into his anus.
Zhao An gasped in pleasure. Wen Lian's honeypot was indeed a top-tier treasure. The opening was narrow and usually tightly closed, while the vagina inside was long and slender, layered with thousands of folds, providing intense stimulation to the inserted penis. Each time his penis entered, there was a very difficult feeling of obstruction; the tender vagina gripped his penis very tightly, requiring considerable effort even to move. The layers of the vaginal walls provided ample friction against the glans, and the warmth and moisture made each movement feel like a beautiful woman giving him a deep throat—it was incredibly pleasurable, almost to the point of ecstasy.
Each insertion brought a completely new sensation. The feeling of his penis being tightly gripped was truly comfortable, waves of pleasure surging through him, making Zhao An almost lose control.
"Wen Lian… hiss… wife… so tight… so good… fuck… I'm going to be sucked out… so good…" He gripped Wen Lian's buttocks tightly, his lust growing more intense with each furrowed brow and soft moan. Especially the thought that Wen Lian was Bai Qingyang's wife, the future matriarch of a powerful family, now being wantonly played with and raped by him, about to be impregnated by his ejaculation—this thought alone aroused him greatly.
"Mmm… ah… fuck me… oh… yes… mmm… so deep… so deep… too deep… ah… so swollen… I'm going to split… husband… ah… so big… so comfortable… you're so good at fucking… ah… I'm going to be fucked to death… oh… fuck me!" Wen Lian gasped for breath, her beautiful legs tensing, her toes gripping her high heels tightly. The white high heels traced a striking arc in the air, accompanied by the intense sounds of fucking, arousing the imagination.
For a man, a woman's moans are undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac. This only made Zhao An more excited, leading him to violate her vagina even more forcefully, offering no other benefit.
The intense heat and excitement within her made Wen Lian's small hands somewhat helplessly caress Zhao An's body, moving left and right in rhythm with his thrusts. Her most striking feature was her high, firm breasts, which trembled rhythmically like a melodious piece of music.
After a long time, perhaps only a few minutes, Wen Lian suddenly hugged Zhao An's buttocks tightly, her lower abdomen thrusting upwards forcefully, coordinating with his thrusts. Her vaginal muscles contracted in waves. Her moans grew louder, and then, gushes of hot fluid gushed from deep within her vagina, warming his glans. She sighed deeply, her beautiful face displaying an expression of extreme pleasure.
No woman could withstand Zhao An's prolonged violation; his glans was simply too magical, practically made to please women. Zhao An pressed Wen Lian down onto a wooden chair. The long, slapping chair creaked and groaned under the intense sounds of their bodies colliding. His thick, white, semen-covered penis was withdrawn completely each time, leaving only the glans inside her vagina as a reference point. With each downward thrust, the glans, still wet with semen, pushed aside layers of tender vaginal flesh, stretching her opening to its limit. The glans penetrated deeper and deeper, stopping only when it met a soft patch of flesh. The grinding and friction caused her body to tremble, her eyes rolling back in her head; the tingling sensation was overwhelming.
The previously gentle Zhao An suddenly began to thrust wildly and frantically, leaving Wen Lian speechless with pleasure. Her face was flushed, her mouth wide open but unable to utter a sound—clearly, she was in a state of extreme arousal!
However, Wen Lian's actions only excited Zhao An further. Zhao An, oblivious to everything else, thrust wildly and passionately. Watching Wen Lian's large breasts sway like tofu from his thrusts, her tender vulva turned inside out, her labia frothing with white foam, Zhao An knew he would ejaculate quickly, but this was undoubtedly the most pleasurable time he had ever had with the married woman, Wen Lian! After a while, Wen Lian recovered and began to moan again.
With increasingly rapid thrusting, the penis moved faster and faster inside her pink labia. The tingling pleasure from the passionate friction between their genitals caused them to stop talking. Only the man's gasps of pleasure and the woman's low moans echoed in the room. The intense sexual pleasure made them want to take everything from each other!
Zhao An was also so excited that he was about to convulse. The tender flesh of Wen Lian's honey hole on her body gripped his penis tightly. The tender flesh inside the honey hole contracted and tightened as if it would break his penis. The tender flesh at the end of the vaginal opening also bit the large glans at the tip of his penis like a small mouth, almost making him lose control.