Watching a blonde woman in her thirties snuggle in his arms…
Zhao An felt an overwhelming sense of pride.
Scarlett!
Before, he could only masturbate by looking at her pictures. Now?
He had grown to the point where he could hold these Hollywood actresses in his arms, beneath them, and ruthlessly conquer and fuck them.
He could even imprison them permanently, turning them into livestock and breeding machines!
This was the benefit of power; with power, one could enjoy more benefits!
Actually, people say Hollywood actresses are dirty, but that's just a one-sided view.
Truly beautiful women are kept in private collections, not just any production assistant or floor cleaner who can be fucked.
These women are their own private possessions, almost like respectable women.
It's just that actresses, due to their manipulative practices, are constantly involved in scandals.
This leads many people to see actresses as prostitutes who have been ridden by thousands.
This is indeed true for the majority, but not the minority.
Zhao An wouldn't choose those prostitutes who've been ridden by thousands; no matter how beautiful they are, it's useless.
Such women age easily; their youth lasts only a few years, the kind you use and then discard.
His large hand grabbed Scarlett's shapely buttocks…
Zhao An pulled her to a corner, a spot with a clear view of the scene, but with a low wall in front, allowing him to rest his hands on it for a better view—specifically, for him to watch the show.
The low wall was designed for concealment.
He lifted Scarlett's skirt.
Because she was pregnant, wearing a maternity dress, it was easy to lift it.
Zhao An released his penis, pressing it against Scarlett's shapely buttocks. Her buttocks appeared somewhat small and tight; she wasn't the type of woman with large breasts and hips, but rather a more normal, androgynous figure.
Feeling the man's penis pressing against her vaginal opening, Scarlett felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her beautiful eyes misty. "Honey, they'll see!"
"It's alright, I'm going to fuck you right here! You're already wet, you're such a slut!"
Zhao An lewdly rubbed his penis against Scarlett's vaginal opening, the glans touching a wet patch. What a slut, so wet so quickly. "Do pregnant women also want to be fucked?"
Scarlett turned her head coquettishly to kiss Zhao An, her eyes flashing seductively. "Yes. Because I'm with my husband, I want to make love to him! Ah!"
Zhao An pressed against Scarlett's vaginal opening and slowly, forcefully thrust inside. The pregnant woman's vagina was still so tight, so wet and hot.
"You slut, I'll have to fuck you more from now on, you're so tight! Fuck me looser, it'll be easier to give birth!"
Scarlett was so turned on that her eyes rolled back in pleasure…
Zhao An's glans, due to years of raping women, had evolved some fine, raised lines. They weren't visible on the surface, but when it rubbed against the vaginal walls a few times…
The woman would feel unbearable pleasure, to the point of rolling her eyes back.
So, this pregnant woman simply couldn't withstand such stimulation. Her body trembled, and she almost urinated!
The protruding fleshy buds inside her vagina scraped against his glans, creating an indescribable tingling pleasure that made Zhao An's breath catch in his throat…
Watching the pinkish-black labia slowly descend, finally swallowing his entire penis, the warm, tight vagina enveloping it, the folds and granules inside constantly wriggling—even the stillness felt incredibly pleasurable!
Splash! Splash!
Scarlett wiggled her shapely buttocks proactively, her hands resting on the low wall. On the surface, her pretty face was flushed, and she appeared motionless.
But in reality, her lower body was moving nimbly, her vagina stroking the man's penis back and forth.
She maintained a composed expression during sex.
After all, she was an Oscar-winning actress; she could still put on an act!
Prostitutes are heartless, actresses are unfaithful; they always choose the optimal solution.
Loyalty is merely a matter of insufficient incentive to betray, not genuine devotion!
Zhao An took a deep breath; even just inserting his glans, he felt a squeezing pleasure.
Moreover, the mature woman's vagina, unused for over a month, was as tight as before, making penetration difficult.
International actress? Oscar-winning actress?
That's all there is to it; the sensory stimulation from status and fame is the real source of arousal.
A woman with millions of fans, an Oscar-winning actress known as Scarlett Johansson, can sell her photobooks for a fortune.
Authentic photobooks can fetch thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars each—isn't that lucrative?
Regarding Scarlett's little actions…
Zhao An didn't stop them. As long as she wasn't showing her breasts or genitals, and there was no infidelity, he let them do whatever they wanted.
What he wanted was to possess these women, these foreign beauties, to ride on them, to exercise his rights as a husband, and to impregnate them!
He thrust his hips, continuing to plunge his large penis into her honey pot, breaking through layer after layer of vaginal folds. The irregular yet tight vaginal folds scraping against his glans brought intense pleasure.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
"Ah... finally all the way in... hiss, so tight... wife... why is your pussy so tight!"
Zhao An stopped his penis deep inside her vagina, twisting his waist, the thick glans grinding against her cervix, a tingling pleasure spreading from deep within them!
"Hmm... ah... hmm... hmm... I don't know... hmm... husband... yours... is too big... it's so full!"
Scarlett frowned, a tearing sensation spreading through her lower body, yet accompanied by intense pleasure...
That long-lost, ecstatic sexual pleasure!
Zhao An stopped grinding, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he caressed Scarlett's black-stockinged legs, kissing her snow-white neck. "Haha, you slutty wife, what's too big? Tell me... or I'll stop!"
The interruption of her pleasurable sensation left the young Scarlett feeling unbearably itchy.
She'd only intended to go along with it casually, but this wicked man insisted she say those embarrassing things: "Mmm...it's my big cock...mmm...husband...move faster...your slutty wife wants...wants her husband's big cock...husband, use your...your big cock...to fuck your slutty wife's pussy! Mmm." Shy?
Actors aren't shy; it's all an act. They cater to men, making them happy—that's how they get more in return!