Liu Shuying squinted...
Watching the man on top of her nibble at her beautiful feet.
This action always sent a shiver down her spine; only extreme love would cause him to lick her toes.
Women are emotional, and the thought of this young man so infatuated with her intensified Liu Shuying's love for Zhao An. She believed he loved her.
The vagina is a shortcut to the soul; when the body is pleasurable, the soul is unconsciously occupied by the man's image.
The combination of beautiful feet and a mature woman created a powerful stimuli that excited Zhao An. Even inside her honeyed vagina, filled with love juice and semen, his penis still excitedly released a considerable amount of prostatic fluid.
The foul-smelling liquid was constantly stirred by his large penis, continuing to emit a pungent hormonal odor.
He bit down hard on her toes, one hand supporting Liu Shuying's rounded waist, the other grasping her nibbled, stockinged legs, his thrusting speed increasing.
Liu Shuying immediately realized this was a sign that the man was about to ejaculate.
Zhao An always did this before ejaculating.
His breathing was erratic, his movements wild and savage.
He'd already ejaculated inside her anyway.
These things are either zero times or countless times; once you start, it's hard to refuse.
"Husband...are you going to cum...ah...cum inside...cum all inside...cum inside...your horny wife's...uterus..."
"You little beast...you have to...treat me well...ah...it hurts..."
She had been forcibly dilated!
"Ah...so good...your cunt feels so fucking good...it's so tight and feels amazing...I'm going to fuck you every day starting today...filling your cunt with my cum every day!
Be a good girl and stay with me! I'll fuck you until you're old!
I'll fuck you to death, you slut, trying to seduce me at your age!
I'll fill you up! Catch my cum feast, you slut!"
He roared, his body tensing, his youthful yet strong body trembling, his lower abdomen and buttocks shaking violently.
Each back-and-forth tremor sprayed out the thick, foul-smelling semen still inside his testicles!
His body, perfectly modified by the system, was strong, energetic, and youthful. The semen produced by his vigorous blood was the thickest and most vital...
And Liu Shuying's ovaries were at their most developed and mature. The collision of eggs and semen in her uterus created pleasure that made Liu Shuying faint from pleasure!
Five minutes later, Liu Shuying pushed Zhao An away and casually squatted down, mimicking urinating.
She even shook her buttocks a few times, but no semen came out.
"Does your semen not liquefy?
Why can't I feel anything?"
"Don't waste your energy, I ejaculated into your uterus!"
Zhao An leaned against the headboard, slowly smoking a cigarette. He knew Liu Shuying wouldn't be so obedient as to conceive.
But it didn't matter; he'd ejaculated so much, enough for her to get pregnant!
Seeing her thoughts exposed, Liu Shuying wasn't angry.
She simply touched her lower abdomen.
"Shall we eat out for lunch, or should I cook?"
"Let's eat out. I'll treat you to a big meal, something good to nourish you."
Zhao An stubbed out his cigarette, picked Liu Shuying up, and carried her into the bathroom.
"No...it's swollen...ah...again...you beast...uh...ah...um...be gentle...you little beast...ah..."
Liu Shuying only cursed under her breath before quickly getting into character. She herself was sexually frustrated; her husband was away for long periods, and her body was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. How could she not want it?
After a while in the bathroom...
Zhao An emerged, still full of energy.
Liu Shuying could only lean against the wall as she came out. Seeing the vigorous Zhao An, she cursed inwardly.
As a mature woman, she resigned herself to her fate.
If she really was pregnant...
She would definitely demand benefits from Zhao An, not only for the child in her womb but also for her son.
If she knew that all of this was orchestrated by Zhao An, would she still want to have his child?
Liu Shuying had experienced a life of luxury; everything she ate, used, and wore was of the highest quality.
After dinner, Zhao An dragged her shopping, buying her many designer clothes.
He seemed to be a regular at these clothing stores, frequently returning to buy things.
Several sales clerks looked at Zhao An with longing in their eyes; they were there to find men.
If they found someone suitable, they would make a move.
Women just want a better life in the future, right?
"You seem to come here often?"
Liu Shuying asked.
"Yes, when I come back to buy clothes for women.
You're not the first, and you won't be the last."
Zhao An drank from a bottle of vodka. Compared to other strong vodkas, this liquor had a milder taste, slightly sweet, not too harsh.
"Hmph, I knew you weren't a good person, you little bastard!"
Liu Shuying cursed under her breath; she was a little jealous.
But when she thought about her age and status, she stopped being jealous; she probably wasn't even a mistress.